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and loose my tongue that it may make mention of Thee and sing Thy praise.
By Thy might,
O my God!
My soul is wedded to none beside Thee,
and my
heart seeketh none except Thine own Self.
No God is there beside Thee,
the All-Glorious,
the Great Giver,
the
Forgiving,
the Compassionate.
These are,
O my God,
the days whereon Thou didst enjoin Thy servants to
observe the fast.
With it Thou didst adorn the preamble of the Book of Thy
Laws revealed unto Thy creatures,
and didst deck forth the Repositories of
Thy commandments in the sight of all who are in Thy heaven and all who are
on Thy earth.
Thou hast endowed every hour of these days with a special
virtue,
inscrutable to all except Thee,
Whose knowledge embraceth all
created things.
Thou hast,
also,
assigned unto every soul a portion of
this virtue in accordance with the Tablet of Thy decree and the Scriptures
of Thine irrevocable judgment.
Every leaf of these Books and Scriptures
Thou hast,
moreover,
allotted to each one of the peoples and kindreds of
the earth.
For Thine ardent lovers Thou hast,
according to Thy decree,
reserved,
at
each daybreak,
the cup of Thy remembrance,
O Thou Who art the Ruler of
rulers!
These are they who have been so inebriated with the wine of Thy
manifold wisdom that they forsake their couches in their longing to
celebrate Thy praise and extol Thy virtues,
and flee from sleep in their
eagerness to approach Thy presence and partake of Thy bounty.
Their eyes
have,
at all times,
been bent upon the Day-Spring of Thy loving-kindness,
and their faces set towards the Fountain-Head of Thine inspiration.
Rain
down,
then,
upon us and upon them from the clouds of Thy mercy what
beseemeth the heaven of Thy bounteousness and grace.
Lauded be Thy name,
O my God!
This is the hour when Thou hast unlocked the
doors of Thy bounty before the faces of Thy creatures,
and opened wide the
portals of Thy tender mercy unto all the dwellers of Thine earth.
I
beseech Thee,
by all them whose blood was shed in Thy path,
who,
in their
yearning over Thee,
rid themselves from all attachment to any of Thy
creatures,
and who were so carried away by the sweet savors of Thine
inspiration that every single member of their bodies intoned Thy praise
and vibrated to Thy remembrance,
not to withhold from us the things Thou
hast irrevocably ordained in this Revelation--a Revelation the potency of
which hath caused every tree to cry out what the Burning Bush had
aforetime proclaimed unto Moses,
Who conversed with Thee,
a Revelation
that hath enabled every least pebble to resound again with Thy praise,
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