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glory and wisdom.
Praised be God, the Lord of the worlds!
O Thou the dread of Whom hath fallen upon all things, before the splendors
of Whose face the countenances of all men are downcast, at the revelations
of Whose sovereignty all necks have humbly bowed, to the ruling of Whose
will all hearts have been subdued, the awfulness of Whose majesty hath
caused the foundations of all things to tremble, and to the power of Whose
authority the winds have been subjected! I beseech Thee by the compelling
force of Thy Revelation, and by the power of Thy might, and by the
exaltation of Thy word, and by the sublimity of Thy sovereignty, to number
us with them whom the world hath been powerless to hinder from turning
towards Thee.
Cause me, O my Lord, to be of those who, with their substance and their
own selves, have fought valiantly in Thy path. Write down, then, for me
the recompense Thou didst ordain for them in the Tablet of Thy decree.
Stablish me also on the seat of truth in Thy presence, and join me with
the sincere among Thy servants.
I implore Thee, O my Lord, by Thy Messengers, and Thy Chosen Ones, and by
Him through Whom Thou hast affixed Thy seal upon the Manifestations of Thy
Cause among Thy creatures, and Whom Thou hast adorned with the ornament of
Thine acceptance among all that dwell in Thy heaven and on Thy earth, to
graciously assist me to attain unto what Thou hast ordained for Thy
servants and bidden them observe in Thy Tablets. Wash away, then, my sins,
O my God, by Thy grace and bounty, and reckon me among such as are not
overtaken by fear nor put to grief.
Thou art, verily, the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
Glorified art Thou, O Lord my God! Thou art He the fire of Whose love hath
set ablaze the hearts of them who have recognized Thy unity, and the
splendors of Whose countenance have illuminated the faces of such as have
drawn nigh unto Thy court. How plenteous, O my God, is the stream of Thy
knowledge! How sweet, O my Beloved, is the injury which, in my love for
Thee, and for the sake of Thy pleasure, I suffer from the darts of the
wicked doers! How pleasing are the wounds which, in Thy path and in order
to proclaim Thy Faith, I sustain from the swords of the infidels!
I beseech Thee, by Thy name through which Thou turnest restlessness into
tranquillity, fear into confidence, weakness into strength, and abasement
into glory, that Thou of Thy grace wilt aid me and Thy servants to exalt
Thy name, to deliver Thy Message, and to proclaim Thy Cause, in such wise
that we may remain unmoved by either the assaults of the transgressors or
the wrath of the infidels, O Thou Who art my Well-Beloved!
I am, O my Lord, Thy handmaiden, who hath hearkened to Thy call, and
hastened unto Thee, fleeing from herself and resting her heart upon Thee.
I implore Thee, O my Lord, by Thy name out of which all the treasures of
the earth were brought forth, to shield me from the hints of such as have
disbelieved in Thee and repudiated Thy truth.
Powerful art Thou to do what Thou pleasest. Thou art, verily, the
All-Knowing, the All-Wise.
All praise be to Thee, O Lord, my God! How mysterious the Fire which Thou
hast enkindled within my heart! My very limbs testify to the intensity of
its heat, and evince the consuming power of its flame. Should my bodily
tongue ever attempt to describe Thee as the One Whose strength hath ever
excelled the strength of the most mighty amongst men, the tongue of my
heart would address me, saying: "These are but words which can only be
adequate to such things as are of the same likeness and nature as
themselves. But He, of a truth, is infinitely exalted above the mention of
all His creatures."
The power of Thy might beareth me witness, O my Well-Beloved! Every limb
of my body, methinks, is endowed with a tongue that glorifieth Thee and
magnifieth Thy name. Armed with the power of Thy love, the hatred which
moveth them that are against Thee can never alarm me; and with Thy praise
on my lips, the rulings of Thy decree can in no wise fill me with sorrow.
Fortify, therefore, Thy love within my breast, and suffer me to face the
assaults which all the peoples of the earth may launch against me. I swear
by Thee! Every hair of my head proclaimeth: "But for the adversities that
befall me in Thy path, how could I ever taste the divine sweetness of Thy
tenderness and love?"
Send down, therefore, O my Lord, upon me and upon them that love me, that
which will cause us to become steadfast in Thy Faith. Enable them, then,
to become the Hands of Thy Cause amongst Thy servants, that they may
scatter abroad Thy signs, and show forth Thy sovereignty. There is no God
but Thee, Who art powerful to do whatsoever Thou willest. Thou art, in
truth, the All-Glorious, the All-Praised.
Praise be unto Thee, O my God! I am one of Thy servants, who hath believed
on Thee and on Thy signs. Thou seest how I have set myself towards the
door of Thy mercy, and turned my face in the direction of Thy
loving-kindness. I beseech Thee, by Thy most excellent titles and Thy most
exalted attributes, to open to my face the portals of Thy bestowals. Aid
me, then, to do that which is good, O Thou Who art the Possessor of all
names and attributes!
I am poor, O my Lord, and Thou art the Rich. I have set my face towards
Thee, and detached myself from all but Thee. Deprive me not, I implore
Thee, of the breezes of Thy tender mercy, and withhold not from me what
Thou didst ordain for the chosen among Thy servants.
Remove the veil from mine eyes, O my Lord, that I may recognize what Thou
hast desired for Thy creatures, and discover, in all the manifestations of