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I yield Thee thanks, |
O my God, |
for that Thou hast offered me up as a |
sacrifice in Thy path, |
and made me a target for the arrows of afflictions |
as a token of Thy love for Thy servants, |
and singled me out for all manner |
of tribulation for the regeneration of Thy people. |
How sweet to my taste is the savor of woes sent by Thee, |
and how dear to |
my heart the dispositions of Thy providence! |
Perish the soul that fleeth |
from the threats of kings in its attempt to save itself in Thy days! |
I |
swear by Thy glory! |
Whoso hath quaffed the living waters of Thy favors can |
fear no trouble in Thy path, |
neither can he be deterred by any tribulation |
from remembering Thee or from celebrating Thy praise. |
I beseech Thee, |
O Thou Who art my Governor and the Possessor of all names, |
to protect them that have branched out from me (Afnán), |
whom Thou hast |
caused to be related to Thyself, |
and to whom Thou hast, |
in this |
Revelation, |
shown Thy special favor, |
and whom Thou hast summoned to draw |
nigh unto Thee and to turn towards the horizon of Thy Revelation. |
Withhold |
not from them, |
O my Lord, |
the outpourings of Thy mercy or the effulgence |
of the Day-Star of Thy grace. |
Enable them to distinguish themselves |
amongst Thy people, |
that they may exalt Thy word and promote Thy Cause. |
Aid them, |
O my God, |
to do Thy will and pleasure. |
No God is there but Thee, |
the All-Powerful, |
the Most Exalted, |
the Most |
High. |
Glory to Thee, |
O my God! |
But for the tribulations which are sustained in |
Thy path, |
how could Thy true lovers be recognized; |
and were it not for the |
trials which are borne for love of Thee, |
how could the station of such as |
yearn for Thee be revealed? |
Thy might beareth me witness! |
The companions |
of all who adore Thee are the tears they shed, |
and the comforters of such |
as seek Thee are the groans they utter, |
and the food of them who haste to |
meet Thee is the fragments of their broken hearts. |
How sweet to my taste is the bitterness of death suffered in Thy path, |
and |
how precious in my estimation are the shafts of Thine enemies when |
encountered for the sake of the exaltation of Thy word! |
Let me quaff in |
Thy Cause, |
O my God, |
whatsoever Thou didst desire, |
and send down upon me |
in Thy love all Thou didst ordain. |
By Thy glory! |
I wish only what Thou |
wishest, |
and cherish what Thou cherishest. |
In Thee have I, |
at all times, |
placed my whole trust and confidence. |
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