چون تضرع می‌نکردند آن نفس ** تا بلا زیشان بگشتی باز پس 1605
’Twas because at that moment they would not make humble entreaty that the affliction might be averted from them;
لیک دلهاشان چون قاسی گشته بود ** آن گنههاشان عبادت می‌نمود
But since their hearts had been hardened, their sins appeared (to them) as obedient service (rendered to God).
تا نداند خویش را مجرم عنید ** آب از چشمش کجا داند دوید
Until the sinner deems himself rebellious, how can tears run from his eye?
قصه‌ی قوم یونس علیه‌السلام بیان و برهان آنست کی تضرع و زاری دافع بلای آسمانیست و حق تعالی فاعل مختارست پس تضرع و تعظیم پیش او مفید باشد و فلاسفه گویند فاعل به طبع است و بعلت نه مختار پر تضرع طبع را نگرداند
The Story of the people of Yúnus (Jonah), on whom be peace, is a demonstration and manifest proof that humble entreaty and lamentation avert affliction sent from Heaven. And God most High acts by free choice: therefore humble entreaty and reverence avail with Him. The philosophers, however, say that He acts by (the necessity of His) nature and as a cause, not by free choice: therefore humble entreaty (is useless, for it) cannot alter nature.
قوم یونس را چو پیدا شد بلا ** ابر پر آتش جدا شد از سما
When the affliction became visible to the people of Yúnus, a cloud full of fire departed (descended) from heaven.
برق می‌انداخت می‌سوزید سنگ ** ابر می‌غرید رخ می‌ریخت رنگ
It was shooting (flashes of) lightning, the rocks were burning; the cloud was roaring, cheeks were shedding colour.
جملگان بر بامها بودند شب ** که پدید آمد ز بالا آن کرب 1610
All (the people) were on the roofs at night, when that woe came into view from on high.
جملگان از بامها زیر آمدند ** سر برهنه جانب صحرا شدند
All came down from the roofs and went bare-headed towards the open country.
مادران بچگان برون انداختند ** تا همه ناله و نفیر افراختند
Mothers cast out their children, that all might raise wailing and distressful cries.
از نماز شام تا وقت سحر ** خاک می‌کردند بر سر آن نفر
From (the time of) the evening prayer till the hour of dawn, those folk were throwing dust on their heads.
جملگی آوازها بگرفته شد ** رحم آمد بر سر آن قوم لد
(Then) all voices were hushed: the (Divine) mercy came upon that perverse people.
بعد نومیدی و آه ناشکفت ** اندک‌اندک ابر وا گشتن گرفت 1615
After despair and unrestrained lamentation, little by little the cloud began to turn back.
قصه‌ی یونس درازست و عریض ** وقت خاکست و حدیث مستفیض
The story of Yúnus is long and broad: it is time (to speak) of the Earth and (resume) the far-spread tale.
چون تضرع را بر حق قدرهاست ** وآن بها که آنجاست زاری را کجاست
Since humble entreaty has (such) value with God—and where (else) has lamentation the price (reward) that it has there?—
هین امید اکنون میان را چست بند ** خیز ای گرینده و دایم بخند
Oh, (take) hope! Now (to-day) gird thy loins tight! Arise, O weeper, and laugh continually,
که برابر می‌نهد شاه مجید ** اشک را در فضل با خون شهید
For the glorious King is ranking tears as equal in merit to the blood of the martyr.
فرستادن اسرافیل را علیه‌السلام به خاک کی حفنه‌ای بر گیر از خاک بهر ترکیب جسم آدم علیه‌السلام
The sending of Isráfíl (Seraphiel), on whom be peace, to the Earth with orders to take a handful of clay for moulding the body of Adam, on whom be peace.
گفت اسرافیل را یزدان ما ** که برو زان خاک پر کن کف بیا 1620
Our God said to Seraphiel, “Go, fill thy hand with that clay and come (back).”
آمد اسرافیل هم سوی زمین ** باز آغازید خاکستان حنین
Seraphiel, likewise, came to the Earth: again the Earth began to moan,
کای فرشته‌ی صور و ای بحر حیات ** که ز دمهای تو جان یابد موات
Saying, “O Angel of the trumpet (of Resurrection) and O Sea of life, by whose breaths the dead are revived,
در دمی از صور یک بانگ عظیم ** پر شود محشر خلایق از رمیم
Thou blowest one terrible blast from the trumpet, and the place of Judgement becomes full of people (raised) from rotten bones.
در دمی در صور گویی الصلا ** برجهید ای کشتگان کربلا
Thou blowest on the trumpet and criest, ‘Hark, spring up, O ye slain of Karbalá!
ای هلاکت دیدگان از تیغ مرگ ** برزنید از خاک سر چون شاخ و برگ 1625
O ye who have perished by the sword of Death, put forth your heads from the earth (grave), like bough and leaf!’
رحمت تو وآن دم گیرای تو ** پر شود این عالم از احیای تو
From thy bringing the dead to life this world is filled with thy mercy and with that potent breath of thine.
تو فرشته‌ی رحمتی رحمت نما ** حامل عرشی و قبله‌ی دادها
Thou art the Angel of mercy: show mercy! Thou art the bearer of the Throne and the qibla of (Divine) gifts.”
عرش معدن گاه داد و معدلت ** چار جو در زیر او پر مغفرت
The Throne is the mine (source) of justice and equity: beneath it are four rivers filled with forgiveness:
جوی شیر و جوی شهد جاودان ** جوی خمر و دجله‌ی آب روان
A river of milk and a river of honey everlasting; a river of wine and a river of running water.