A Madeha :: مديحة

Said in the tune of Yestermeje

I start this song with words of peace,
About a full moon and the greatest of dreams,
I wish it continues permanently,
About Virgin Mary who helps quickly,
I reveal and speak my mind openly.

How can I speak and what can I say,
About the mystery of her virginity,
A great Virgin and her pregnancy,
It is impossible to explain and say,
Even the scholars could not find a way.

Ezekiel the prophet spoke about her,
He gave his peace and said about her,
Jesus the king will come to her,
He is her Lord and the Creator,
He loved her before He made her.

All the arts and all the wonders,
Even the sayings of the scholars,
Her virginity we should not ponder,
Our almighty Lord is the real wonder,
Who came to her womb as a Child to her.

By His will He suffered and was crucified,
He rose from the dead after He died,
The Son of Man raised men who died,
From the depth of Hades to the Paradise,
They returned to the Paradise of light.

The salvation of the creation appeared from,
The pure and chosen Virgin, Mount Zion,
Her pregnancy is a mysterious one,
To my heart and to my conscience,
But nothing is impossible for God the One.

Moses the prophet spoke a great saying,
With an old prophecy that was amazing,
He said that God will truly bring,
A great Prophet with no equal being,
Who created the end and the beginning.

He saw you in a burning bush with flames,
He became amazed and was marveled,
Many explained what this means,
This is a known symbol of Mary,
As John the Evangelist preached and said.

All my life I glorified,
And I could not hold back my voice,
Concerning the mystery of Christ´s Mother,
I was trusted to evangelize,
Regardless of any circumstances.

Solomon spoke of you in the Song of Songs,
"My sister welcome. To you I need,
The aroma of your clothes is sweet,"
Truly John the Evangelist spoke,
About the Virgin Mary in many words.

He testified saying "I saw a lady,
Clothed in garments full of light,
Surrounded by the sun and the moon under her feet,
And around her head twelve stars shine,
Then being with a Child, she cried out in labor."

There is no doubt that this is true,
The moon is John the Baptist,
And the twelve stars are the twelve Apostles,
And surely the Sun is the Child Jesus,
This a simple act for the mighty Lord.

My heart and mind are attached to you,
I have never seen anyone like you,
I always confess and do not deny,
You are my fortress and my refuge,
A wall, a barrier and a stronghold.

We asked and we were given to be,
Led and guided to enlightenment,
For we believed with all understanding,
And became obedient and carried the yoke,
An enlightened people through Jesus and His might.

The Logos appeared from you in a great mystery,
An honorable divinity and humanity,
And you became like the Ark of the Covenant,
That was made with wood that would not decay,
And covered with gold and clothed in silk.

You were exalted to God´s heaven,
You were raised to be a heaven,
Truly you surpassed all the ranks,
And you became a lampstand with a great light,
Your praise is greatly valuable.

Your Son is the One who created you,
You carried Him on your hands as a babe,
You mourned at His passion that He tasted,
The kingdom is His, and none other,
He created everything with His own hands.

And if my ink was like the Euphrates,
And my paper like a great valley,
And my pen like a field of many plants,
I will continue in this praise for a long time,
I am incapable of completing my task.

The Ancient, the Mighty and Unchangeable,
Descended from heaven to the Virgin´s womb,
His miracles were beyond understanding,
The thoughts of men were known to Him,
He healed the paralytic and he carried his bed.

Many are the wonders of Jesus Christ,
The mind of scholars cannot understand,
He accepted the sinners and raised the dead,
He healed the sick and the paralytic,
He healed the abandoned from evil spirits.

I gave my life to describing you,
I took the harsh roads toward this ending,
So that I may describe and I alone,
But I do not have the energy,
I took this road without a guide.

Mary you are called the highest heaven,
This you were called and your name is sweet,
And my speech cannot describe you,
Even from my first day to the last,
My tongue is incapable and my time is short.

I went into the sea of knowledge,
I found it a difficult journey,
I could not float and I could not swim,
I did not have a ship to cross the sea,
So that I may reach the harbor of peace.

The true God was crucified on the Cross,
And truly endured the Jews´ oppression,
What great sacrifice despite denial,
What great injustice that was not realized,
They gave Him gall vinegar and wine to drink.

He promised us an eternal promise,
He came hidden and took our likeness.
And in everything He resembled us,
Except sin so that we may not live,
By the judgment of the crafty Devil.

He came to us a humble Man,
And Judas His disciple betrayed Him,
He willingly submitted to the sufferings,
He arose, ascended and crushed the gates,
of Hades and released Adam from bondage.

Indescribable is the Mother of God,
She is capable to intercede to Him,
Oh our advocate on Judgment Day,
Abou El-Saad your servant is unworthy,
Waiting for your promise to be my helper.

Hail to you, our duty is to praise you,
All people and ranks offer you praise,
With every father asking on our behalf,
The Patriarch, bishops and priests,
And all the laymen elders and young.