Devotion! Naila Hina

Who happened to sit on the apex of loyalty

The Resident of Sidra is Most Beautiful

In whose praise is this song of my heart 

 He is Muhammad himself the fragrant breeze

Says Ayesha about the brightness of his face

 "If God does not hide it, beholders will die."

Why would the Companions look at the moon on

The sky? He lived in Arabia for sixty-three years!

 Who should completely praise His clean body

 Musky deers die for the sweating on His face

The place where He stepped on for once

The roses bloomed there for a hundred yards

 Those who shed his blood, for them

He used to get up at night and pray

 This whole world is made for whom,

 He has no pride, he is without arrogance

I am inferior and He is greatest! Neither pen 

Has the strength to praise him, nor mind has reach

God blessed His habits, peace be on Him

The premise of His attributes is the work of God