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.

پس ز عرش اندر بهشتستان رود ** در جهان هم چیزکی ظاهر شود 1630

Then from the Throne they flow into Paradise; some little thing (offshoot) appears in this world too,

گرچه آلوده‌ست اینجا آن چهار ** از چه از زهر فنا و ناگوار

Although here those four (rivers) are defiled—by what? By the poison of mortality and indigestion.

جرعه‌ای بر خاک تیره ریختند ** زان چهار و فتنه‌ای انگیختند

From (each of) those four (rivers) a draught has been poured on the dark Earth and a temptation has been offered,

تا بجویند اصل آن را این خسان ** خود برین قانع شدند این ناکسان

In order that these vile wretches may seek the source thereof; (but) these worthless folk are content with this (draught).

شیر داد و پرورش اطفال را ** چشمه کرده سینه‌ی هر زال را

He (God) hath given milk and nourishment for babes: He hath made the breast of every wife a fountain (of milk).

خمر دفع غصه و اندیشه را ** چشمه کرده از عنب در اجترا 1635

(He hath given) wine to drive away grief and care: He hath made of the grape a fountain to inspire courage.