Leave me alone to describe his miracles, which are plain

As nightly fire on mountains, lit as a courtesy.

For pearls increase in their beauty when arranged on a string,

But aren't less precious kept alone and separately.

What eulogizing has any hope of stretching to reach

What he possesses in noble nature and quality?

True signs from the Merciful, originated in time,

Beginningless, trait of Him Who is beginninglessly.

They aren't bound by constraints of time, as they tell us of

The day to come, also Aad and Irum—past history.

They stayed among us, and so transcended all miracles

From all the prophets, as they had come and then ceased to be.

So wise and clear, that they leave no room for a single doubt

To an opponent and have no need for a referee.

And never were they attacked except that from battle did

Return to them with surrendered arms the worst enemy.

Their eloquence fought off their dissenters' claim, as a man

That is protective fights off attack from his family.

Possessing meanings like waves upon the sea in support;

Surpassing its treasures in allure and sublimity.

Such that their wonders are countless and beyond any bound,

And never found to be tiresome in great quantity.

By them is soothed their reciter's eye, so I said to him,

"You have indeed found the rope of God, so hold steadily."

If you recite them in worry of the fire of Hell,

From their cool fountain you douse the burn of Hell utterly.

Just like the Houze-e-Kauthar, as it is whitening every face,

Of sinners coming to it like coals as black as can be.

And like the straight Bridge and like the Balance in equity:

Without them no justice is maintained in society.

Be not amazed by a hater in denial of them,

Who acts unknowing despite full knowledge and mastery.

An eye may even reject the light of sun when inflamed;

A mouth rejecting the taste of water from malady.