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truly, |
art the Almighty, |
the Most Exalted, |
the Ever-Forgiving, |
the |
Most Generous. |
Glory be to Thee, |
O my God! |
Thou hearest Thine ardent lovers lamenting in |
their separation from Thee, |
and such as have recognized Thee wailing |
because of their remoteness from Thy presence. |
Open Thou outwardly to |
their faces, |
O my Lord, |
the gates of Thy grace, |
that they may enter them |
by Thy leave and in conformity with Thy will, |
and may stand before the |
throne of Thy majesty, |
and catch the accents of Thy voice, |
and be |
illumined with the splendors of the light of Thy face. |
Potent art Thou to do what pleaseth Thee. |
None can withstand the power of |
Thy sovereign might. |
From everlasting Thou wert alone, |
with none to equal |
Thee, |
and wilt unto everlasting remain far above all thought and every |
description of Thee. |
Have mercy, |
then, |
upon Thy servants by Thy grace and |
bounty, |
and suffer them not to be kept back from the shores of the ocean |
of Thy nearness. |
If Thou abandonest them, |
who is there to befriend them; |
and if Thou puttest them far from Thee, |
who is he that can favor them? |
They have none other Lord beside Thee, |
none to adore except Thyself. |
Deal |
Thou generously with them by Thy bountiful grace. |
Thou, |
in truth, |
art the Ever-Forgiving, |
the Most Compassionate. |
Thou dost witness, |
O my God, |
how He Who is Thy splendor calleth Thee to |
remembrance, |
notwithstanding the manifold troubles that have touched Him, |
troubles which none except Thee can number. |
Thou beholdest how, |
in His |
prison-house, |
He recounteth Thy wondrous praises with which Thou didst |
inspire Him. |
Such is His fervor that His enemies are powerless to deter |
Him from mentioning Thee, |
O Thou Who art the Possessor of all names! |
Praised be Thou that Thou hast so strengthened Him with Thy strength, |
and |
endowed Him by Thine almighty power with such potency, |
that aught save |
Thee is in His estimation but a handful of dust. |
The lights of unfading |
splendor have so enveloped Him that all else but Thee is in His eyes but a |
shadow. |
And when Thine irresistible summons reached me, |
I arose, |
fortified by Thy |
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