So glory be to the Creator, the Provider, the Wise, the Planner, besides Whom there is no god. Then all the creation received the support of God Almighty with righteousness, training, reverence, and glorification. They recognized the value of his royal position and pledged allegiance to him, one after another, for the caliphate. Then they vied for his descent and his affairs. So he ascended a palace, the sons of Adam from the northern shore, and they cleared the way for him from there and honored his resting place. And that was at the end of the year. He was pleased with the origin of his situation, recalling the words of Samaw'al bin 'Adiya: "And if he does not expose himself to blame, Then every garment he wears is beautiful. We have changed, for we are few and our number is small. So I said to him, 'The noble ones are few.' And our remaining strength is not diminished by our scarcity, Noble lineages that reach for the heights and are ancient. And it does not harm us that we are few, while our neighbor Is mighty, and the neighbor of the many is weak. We have a strength that is tested by its pride, Impenetrable, it turns back the gaze, and it is weary. My head is rooted beneath the earth, and my lineage Is a branch of the stars, high and unattainable. And we are a people of insight, When they see a year and its events. The love of death hastens our end, And the long-lived hate it, so they prolong their lives. And none of our leaders have died unjustly, Nor has any of our living been falsely accused. Our souls march in the heat of battle, And they do not flow except by the sword." We are pure.