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Thou seest Thy dear One, |
O my God, |
lying at the mercy of Thine enemies, |
and hearest the voice of His lamentation from the midst of such of Thy |
creatures as have dealt wickedly in Thy sight. |
He it is, |
O my Lord, |
through Whose name Thou didst beautify Thy Tablets, |
and for Whose greater |
glory Thou didst send down the Bayán, |
and at Whose separation from Thee |
Thou didst weep continually. |
Look Thou, |
then, |
upon His loneliness, |
O my |
God, |
and behold Him fallen into the hands of them that have disbelieved in |
Thy signs, |
have turned their backs upon Thee, |
and have forgotten the |
wonders of Thy mercy. |
He it is, |
O my God, |
about Whom Thou hast said: |
"But for Thee the |
Scriptures would have remained unrevealed, |
and the Prophets unsent. |
" And |
no sooner had He, |
by Thy behest, |
been manifested and spoken forth Thy |
praise, |
than the wicked doers among Thy creatures compassed Him round, |
with the swords of hate drawn against Him, |
O Thou the Lord of all names! |
Thou well knowest what befell Him at the hands of such as have rent |
asunder the veil of Thy grandeur, |
and cast behind their backs Thy Covenant |
and Thy Testament, |
O Thou Who art the Maker of the heavens! |
He is the One |
for Whose sake Thou (the Báb) hast yielded Thy life, |
and hast consented to |
be touched by the manifold ills of the world that He may manifest Himself, |
and summoned all mankind in His name. |
As soon as He came down, |
however, |
from the heaven of majesty and power, |
Thy servants stretched out against |
Him the hands of cruelty and sedition, |
and caused Him to be afflicted with |
such troubles that the scrolls of the world are insufficient to contain a |
full recital of them. |
Thou seest, |
therefore, |
O Thou Beloved of the world, |
Him Who is dear to |
Thee in the clutches of such as have denied Thee, |
and beholdest Thy |
heart's desire under the swords of the ungodly. |
Methinks He, |
from His most |
exalted station, |
saith unto me: |
"Would that my soul, |
O Prisoner, |
could be |
a ransom for Thy captivity, |
and my being, |
O wronged One, |
be sacrificed for |
the adversities Thou didst suffer! |
Thou art He through Whose captivity the |
standards of Thine almighty power were hoisted, |
and the day-star of Thy |
revelation shone forth above the horizon of tribulation, |
in such wise that |
all created things bowed down before the greatness of Thy majesty. |
"The more they strove to hinder Thee from remembering Thy God and from |
extolling His virtues, |
the more passionately didst Thou glorify Him and |
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