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Thy people that have dealt frowardly towards Thee.
Number us, we implore Thee, with them who have stood fast in Thy Cause
until their souls finally winged their flight unto the heaven of Thy grace
and the atmosphere of Thy loving-kindness. Thou art, verily, the
Ever-Forgiving, the Most Merciful.
Glory be to Thee, O my God! My face hath been set towards Thy face, and my
face is, verily, Thy face, and my call is Thy call, and my Revelation Thy
Revelation, and my self Thy Self, and my Cause Thy Cause, and my behest
Thy behest, and my Being Thy Being, and my sovereignty Thy sovereignty,
and my glory Thy glory, and my power Thy power.
I implore Thee, O Thou Fashioner of the nations and the King of eternity,
to guard Thy handmaidens within the tabernacle of Thy chastity, and to
cancel such of their deeds as are unworthy of Thy days. Purge out, then,
from them, O my God, all doubts and idle fancies, and sanctify them from
whatsoever becometh not their kinship with Thee, O Thou Who art the Lord
of names, and the Source of utterance. Thou art He in Whose grasp are the
reins of the entire creation.
No God is there but Thee, the Almighty, the Most Exalted, the
All-Glorious, the Self-Subsisting.
Glory be to Thee, O my God! I beg of Thee by Thy name, the Most Merciful,
to protect Thy servants and Thy handmaidens when the tempests of trials
pass over them, and Thy manifold tests assail them. Enable them, then, O
my God, so to seek refuge within the stronghold of Thy love and of Thy
Revelation, that neither Thine adversaries nor the wicked doers among Thy
servants, who have broken Thy Covenant and Thy Testament, and turned away
most disdainfully from the Day-Spring of Thine Essence and the Revealer of
Thy glory, may prevail against them.
They themselves, O my Lord, have waited at the door of Thy grace. Do Thou
open it to their faces with the keys of Thy bountiful favors. Potent art
Thou to do what Thou willest, and to ordain what Thou pleasest. These are
the ones, O my Lord, who have set their faces towards Thee, and turned
unto Thy habitation. Do with them, therefore, as becometh Thy mercy, which
hath surpassed the worlds.
O my God and my Master! I am Thy servant and the son of Thy servant. I
have risen from my couch at this dawn-tide when the Day-Star of Thy
oneness hath shone forth from the Day-Spring of Thy will, and hath shed
its radiance upon the whole world, according to what had been ordained in
the Books of Thy Decree.
Praise be unto Thee, O my God, that we have wakened to the splendors of
the light of Thy knowledge. Send down, then, upon us, O my Lord, what will
enable us to dispense with any one but Thee, and will rid us of all
attachment to aught except Thyself. Write down, moreover, for me, and for
such as are dear to me, and for my kindred, man and woman alike, the good
of this world and the world to come. Keep us safe, then, through Thine
unfailing protection, O Thou the Beloved of the entire creation and the
Desire of the whole universe, from them whom Thou hast made to be the
manifestations of the Evil Whisperer, who whisper in men's breasts. Potent
art Thou to do Thy pleasure. Thou art, verily, the Almighty, the Help in
Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
Bless Thou, O Lord my God, Him Whom Thou hast set over Thy most excellent
Titles, and through Whom Thou hast divided between the godly and the
wicked, and graciously aid us to do what Thou lovest and desirest. Bless
Thou, moreover, O my God, them Who are Thy Words and Thy Letters, and them
who have set their faces towards Thee, and turned unto Thy face, and
hearkened to Thy Call.
Thou art, truly, the Lord and King of all men, and art potent over all
things.
O God, my God! Be Thou not far from me, for tribulation upon tribulation
hath gathered about me. O God, my God! Leave me not to myself, for the
extreme of adversity hath come upon me. Out of the pure milk, drawn from
the breasts of Thy loving-kindness, give me to drink, for my thirst hath
utterly consumed me. Beneath the shadow of the wings of Thy mercy shelter
me, for all mine adversaries with one consent have fallen upon me. Keep me
near to the throne of Thy majesty, face to face with the revelation of the
signs of Thy glory, for wretchedness hath grievously touched me. With the
fruits of the Tree of Thine Eternity nourish me, for uttermost weakness
hath overtaken me. From the cups of joy, proffered by the hands of Thy
tender mercies, feed me, for manifold sorrows have laid mighty hold upon
me. With the broidered robe of Thine omnipotent sovereignty attire me, for
poverty hath altogether despoiled me. Lulled by the cooing of the Dove of
Thine Eternity, suffer me to sleep, for woes at their blackest have
befallen me. Before the throne of Thy oneness, amid the blaze of the
beauty of Thy countenance, cause me to abide, for fear and trembling have
violently crushed me. Beneath the ocean of Thy forgiveness, faced with the
restlessness of the leviathan of glory, immerse me, for my sins have
utterly doomed me.
Glory be to Thee, O Lord my God! I beg of Thee by Thy Name through which
He Who is Thy Beauty hath been stablished upon the throne of Thy Cause,
and by Thy Name through which Thou changest all things, and gatherest
together all things, and callest to account all things, and rewardest all
things, and preservest all things, and sustainest all things--I beg of Thee
to guard this handmaiden who hath fled for refuge to Thee, and hath sought
the shelter of Him in Whom Thou Thyself art manifest, and hath put her
whole trust and confidence in Thee.
She is sick, O my God, and hath entered beneath the shadow of the Tree of
Thy healing; afflicted, and hath fled to the City of Thy protection;
diseased, and hath sought the Fountain-Head of Thy favors; sorely vexed,