Turn, turn away evil with manly respect,
	Ever strive to be first to let bitterness end;
And the man who has scathed you with hate or neglect,
	Will become in due time your most trustworthy friend.

When the victory's gained, and in scouring the field
	Fierce enemies captured fall into your power,
Show that all to your clemency safely may yield
	Without fear of revenge in your triumph's proud hour.

Take them home to your dwellings to earn their release,
	Let them teach to your sons their wise cunning and skill,
And learn that you fight but for freedom and peace,
	And treat fallen foemen with gen'rous goodwill.

Then preach them the faith which you feel in your heart,
	Which nerves you with courage to conquer or die,
Which bids thoughts of malice and vengeance depart,
	While forgiveness and mercy their places supply.

If your might in the battle the body has won,
	Seek with love in the home to lead captive the mind;
May they enter your door that is barred against none,
	And in your communion true brotherhood find.

'Tis alone in defence with the sword we may smite,
	If we hope to be blessed by Great Allah above;
That each soul by its conscience be guided is right,
	And religion be spread not by force but by love.