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Thy knowledge, nor is there anything that can frustrate Thee. No God is
there beside Thee, the Almighty, the Ever-Faithful, the Most Exalted, the
All-Glorious, the Best-Beloved.
Lauded and glorified art Thou, in Whose hand is the empire of all things!
Magnified be Thy name, O God, the Lord of heaven! Attire my head with the
crown of martyrdom, even as Thou didst attire my body with the ornament of
tribulation before all that dwell in Thy land. Grant, moreover, that they
whose hearts yearn over Thee may draw nigh unto the horizon of Thy grace,
above which the Day-Star of Thy beauty sheddeth its radiance. Ordain,
also, for them what will make them rich enough to dispense with aught else
except Thee, and rid them of all attachment to such as have repudiated Thy
signs.
There is none other God but Thee, the Guardian, the Self-Subsisting.
Praised be Thou, O my God! How can I thank Thee for having singled me out
and chosen me above all Thy servants to reveal Thee, at a time when all
had turned away from Thy beauty! I testify, O my God, that if I were given
a thousand lives by Thee, and offered them up all in Thy path, I would
still have failed to repay the least of the gifts which, by Thy grace,
Thou hast bestowed upon me.
I lay asleep on the bed of self when lo, Thou didst waken me with the
divine accents of Thy voice, and didst unveil to me Thy beauty, and didst
enable me to listen to Thine utterances, and to recognize Thy Self, and to
speak forth Thy praise, and to extol Thy virtues, and to be steadfast in
Thy love. Finally I fell a captive into the hands of the wayward among Thy
servants.
Thou beholdest, therefore, the exile which I suffer in Thy days, and art
aware of my vehement longing to look upon Thy face, and of mine
irrepressible yearnings to enter the court of Thy glory, and of the
stirrings of my heart under the influences of the winds of Thy mercy.
I entreat Thee, O Thou Who art the Ruler of the kingdoms of creation and
the Author of all names, to write down my name with the names of them who,
from eternity, have circled round the Tabernacle of Thy majesty, and clung
to the hem of Thy loving-kindness, and held fast the cord of Thy tender
mercy.
Thou art, in truth, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
Praised be Thou, O Lord my God! I implore Thee, by Thy Most Great Name
through Which Thou didst stir up Thy servants and build up Thy cities, and
by Thy most excellent titles, and Thy most august attributes, to assist
Thy people to turn in the direction of Thy manifold bounties, and set
their faces towards the Tabernacle of Thy wisdom. Heal Thou the sicknesses
that have assailed the souls on every side, and have deterred them from
directing their gaze towards the Paradise that lieth in the shelter of Thy
shadowing Name, which Thou didst ordain to be the King of all names unto
all who are in heaven and all who are on earth. Potent art Thou to do as
pleaseth Thee. In Thy hands is the empire of all names. There is none
other God but Thee, the Mighty, the Wise.
I am but a poor creature, O my Lord; I have clung to the hem of Thy
riches. I am sore sick; I have held fast the cord of Thy healing. Deliver
me from the ills that have encircled me, and wash me thoroughly with the
waters of Thy graciousness and mercy, and attire me with the raiment of
wholesomeness, through Thy forgiveness and bounty. Fix, then, mine eyes
upon Thee, and rid me of all attachment to aught else except Thyself. Aid
me to do what Thou desirest, and to fulfill what Thou pleasest.
Thou art truly the Lord of this life and of the next. Thou art, in truth,
the Ever-Forgiving, the Most Merciful.
Lauded be Thy name, O Thou Who beholdest all things and art hidden from
all things! From every land Thou hearest the lamentations of them that
love Thee, and from every direction Thou hearkenest unto the cries of such
as have recognized Thy sovereignty. Were their oppressors to be asked:
"Wherefore have ye oppressed them and held them in bondage in Ba_gh_dád
and elsewhere? What injustice have they committed? Whom have they
betrayed? Whose blood have they spilled, and whose property have they
plundered?" they would know not what to answer.
Thou knowest full well, O my God, that their only crime is to have loved
Thee. For this reason have their oppressors laid hold on them, and
scattered them abroad. Aware as I am, O my God, that Thou wilt send down
upon Thy servants only what is good for them, I nevertheless beseech Thee,
by Thy name which overshadoweth all things, to raise up, for their
assistance and as a sign of Thy grace and as an evidence of Thy power,
those who will keep them safe from all their adversaries.
Potent art Thou to do Thy pleasure. Thou art, verily, the Supreme Ruler,
the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
Praised be Thou, O Lord my God! I am Thy servant and the son of Thy
servant. I have set my face towards Thy Cause, believing in Thy oneness,
acknowledging Thy unity, recognizing Thy sovereignty and the power of Thy
might, and confessing the greatness of Thy majesty and glory. I ask Thee,
by Thy name through which the heaven was cleft asunder, and the earth was
rent in twain, and the mountains were crushed, not to withhold from me the
breezes of Thy mercy which have been wafted in Thy days, nor to suffer me
to be far removed from the shores of Thy nearness and bounty.
I am he who is sore athirst, O my Lord! Give me to drink of the living
waters of Thy grace. I am but a poor creature; reveal unto me the tokens
of Thy riches. Doth it beseem Thee to cast out of the door of Thy grace
and bounty such as have set their hopes on Thee, and can it befit Thy