Hymn on the Welcome to Medina
The governors of Yathreb They laid their maces down, They made the Meccan exile The ruler of their town; To him they came for judgment In each disputed cause; They offered him their tribute, They bade him frame their laws. They swore with manly fealty To serve him e'en to death, Confessing him their prophet With life's expiring breath. Their very lives they perilled, They laboured and they fought; For in good truth they deemed him By God divinely taught.