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and the sick attired with the robe of healing, |
and the poor drawn nigh |
unto the ocean of Thy riches. |
I swear by Thy Beauty, |
O King of eternity Who sittest on Thy most glorious |
Throne! |
He Who is the Day-Spring of Thy signs and the Revealer of Thy |
clear tokens hath, |
notwithstanding the immensity of His wisdom and the |
loftiness of His knowledge, |
confessed His powerlessness to comprehend the |
least of Thine utterances, |
in their relation to Thy most exalted Pen, |
--how |
much more is He incapable of apprehending the nature of Thine all-glorious |
Self and of Thy most august Essence! |
I cannot think, |
O my God, |
of any words wherewith to make mention of Thee, |
and know not how to express or extol Thee. |
Were I to attempt to describe |
Thee by Thy names, |
I would readily recognize that the kingdom of these |
names is itself created through the movement of Thy fingers, |
and trembleth |
for fear of Thee. |
And were I to venture to extol Thine attributes, |
I would |
be forced to admit that these attributes are Thine own creation, |
and lie |
within Thy grasp. |
It behooveth not Them Who are the Manifestations of |
these names and attributes to stand before the gate of the city of Thy |
Revelation, |
how much less to scale the heights whereon Thou didst stablish |
the throne of Thy majesty. |
I swear by Thy might, |
O Thou Who art the King of names and the Maker of |
the heavens! |
Whatsoever hath been adorned with the robe of words is but |
Thy creation which hath been generated in Thy realm and begotten through |
the operation of Thy will, |
and is wholly unworthy of Thy highness and |
falleth short of Thine excellence. |
And since it hath been demonstrated that Thy most august Self is |
immeasurably exalted above all that hath been created in the world of |
being, |
and is far above the reach and ken of the apprehension of Thy |
chosen Ones and Thy loved Ones, |
the splendors of the light of Thy unity |
are therefore manifested, |
and it becometh evident unto every one, |
whether |
free or bond, |
that Thou art One in Thine own Self, |
one in Thy Cause, |
and |
one in Thy Revelation. |
Great is the blessedness of the man who, |
in his |
love towards Thee, |
hath rid himself of all attachment from every one |
except Thyself, |
and hastened unto the horizon of Thy Revelation, |
and |
attained unto this Cup which Thou hast caused to excel all the seas of the |
earth. |
I beg of Thee, |
O my God, |
by Thy power, |
and Thy might, |
and Thy sovereignty, |
which have embraced all who are in Thy heaven and on Thy earth, |
to make |
known unto Thy servants this luminous Way and this straight Path, |
that |
they may acknowledge Thy unity and Thy oneness, |
with a certainty which the |
vain imaginations of the doubters will not impair, |
nor the idle fancies of |
the wayward obscure. |
Illumine, |
O my Lord, |
the eyes of Thy servants, |
and |
brighten their hearts with the splendors of the light of Thy knowledge, |
that they may apprehend the greatness of this most sublime station, |
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