he did not waver when his peers were shaken.

He bestowed upon it his compassion and tenderness

and within the shadow of his wing, it finds sanctuary.

Solicitous over the fertile Religion and its people

but if they rebel, then he is firmness and sternness.

With an insight whose veil God has removed

to perceive through it what the innermost soul whispers.

He encompassed all things in knowledge, yet there is

no vanity in his manner, nor any arrogance.

I swear, had he not disclaimed it himself

the great ones would have prostrated, sanctifying his glory.

Were it not for him, no banner for Your religion would be raised

and strangers would have demolished our edifices.

And if the envious one lets passion judge what I see

as truth... then in what I say, I find my solace.

I have purified my faith in what they brought

not in what the rumors chew and falsely invent.

I washed my inner soul from the filth of doubts

through loyalty to them, until it became pure white.