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Exponents of Thy glory upon the seat of Thy Divinity.
I yield Thee such
thanks as can make the corrupt tree to bring forth good fruit through the
holy breaths of Thy favors,
and revive the bodies of all beings with the
gentle winds of Thy transcendent grace.
I yield Thee such thanks as can
cause the signs of Thine exalted singleness to be sent down out of the
heaven of Thy holy unity.
I yield Thee such thanks as can teach all things
the realities of Thy knowledge and the essence of Thy wisdom,
and will not
withhold the wretched creatures from the doors of Thy mercy and Thy
bountiful favor.
I yield Thee such thanks as can enable all who are in
heaven and on earth to dispense with all created things,
through the
treasuries of Thine all-sufficing riches,
and can aid all created things
to reach unto the summit of Thine almighty favors.
I yield Thee such
thanks as can assist the hearts of Thine ardent lovers to soar into the
atmosphere of nearness to Thee,
and of longing for Thee,
and kindle the
Light of Lights within the land of 'Iráq.
I yield Thee such thanks as can
detach them that are nigh unto Thee from all created things,
and draw them
to the throne of Thy names and Thine attributes.
I yield Thee such thanks
as can cause Thee to forgive all sins and trespasses,
and to fulfill the
needs of the peoples of all religions,
and to waft the fragrances of
pardon over the entire creation.
I yield Thee such thanks as can enable
them that recognize Thy unity to scale the heights of Thy love,
and cause
such as are devoted to Thee to ascend unto the Paradise of Thy presence.
I
yield Thee such thanks as can satisfy the wants of all such as seek Thee,
and realize the aims of them that have recognized Thee.
I yield Thee such
thanks as can blot out from the hearts of men all suggestions of
limitations,
and inscribe the signs of Thy unity.
I yield Thee such thanks
as that with which Thou didst from eternity glorify Thine own Self,
and
didst exalt it above all peers,
rivals,
and comparisons,
O Thou in Whose
hands are the heavens of grace and of bounty,
and the kingdoms of glory
and of majesty!
Lauded be Thy name,
O Lord my God,
and my Master!
Thou bearest witness,
and seest,
and knowest the things that have befallen Thy loved ones in Thy
days,
and the continual trials,
and the successive tribulations,
and the
incessant afflictions,
which have been sent down upon Thine elect.
Such
hath been their plight that the earth became too strait for them,
and they
were encompassed by the evidences of Thy wrath and the signs of Thy fear
in every land,
and the doors of Thy mercy and Thy loving-kindness were
shut against them,
and the garden of their hearts was deprived of the
overflowing showers of Thy grace and Thy bountiful favors.
Wilt Thou
withhold,
O my God,
from such as love Thee the wonders of Thine ascendancy
and triumph?
Wilt Thou shatter,
O my Beloved,
the hopes which they who are
devoted to Thee have fixed on Thy manifold bounties and gifts?
Wilt Thou
keep back,
O my Master,
those that have recognized Thee from the shores of
Thy sanctified knowledge,
or wilt Thou cease to rain down upon the hearts
of such as desire Thee the showers of Thy transcendent grace?
No,
no,