O Flower of all the prophets,
Teacher of truths divine,
Thou vision of God’s beauty,
The whole world’s love be Thine.
The Messenger of Brotherhood
And of God’s unity,
Thou treasure of Arabia,
May we grow like to thee.
So pure thy heart, so fine thy form
That it no shadow casts,
Great with the great thou did’st appear
And with the small always so near.
O tolerance sublimely shown
To Christian or to Jew,
“They also have a soul,” thou cried,
“Who limits God to few?”