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recreate their hearts and immortalize their souls, they would never have
fled from Thy governance, nor deserted the shadow of the tree of Thy
oneness. Clear away, then, the sight of Thy creatures, O my God, that they
may recognize Him Who showeth forth the Godhead as One Who is sanctified
from all that pertaineth unto them, and Who, wholly for Thy sake, is
summoning them to the horizon of Thy unity, at a time when every moment of
His life is beset with peril. Had His aim been the preservation of His own
Self, He would never have left it at the mercy of Thy foes.

I swear by Thy glory! I have accepted to be tried by manifold adversities
for no purpose except to regenerate all that are in Thy heaven and on Thy
earth. Whoso hath loved Thee, can never feel attached to his own self,
except for the purpose of furthering Thy Cause; and whoso hath recognized
Thee can recognize naught else except Thee, and can turn to no one save
Thee.

Enable Thy servants, O my God, to discover the things Thou didst desire
for them in Thy Kingdom. Acquaint them, moreover, with what He Who is the
Origin of Thy most excellent titles hath, in His love for Thee, been
willing to bear for the sake of the regeneration of their souls, that they
may haste to attain the River that is Life indeed, and turn their faces in
the direction of Thy Name, the Most Merciful. Abandon them not to
themselves, O my God! Draw them, by Thy bountiful favor, to the heaven of
Thine inspiration. They are but paupers, and Thou art the All-Possessing,
the ever-Forgiving, the Most Compassionate.







Glory to Thee, O my God! The first stirrings of the spring of Thy grace
have appeared and clothed Thine earth with verdure. The clouds of the
heaven of Thy bounty have rained their rain on this City within whose
walls is imprisoned Him Whose desire is the salvation of Thy creatures.
Through it the soil of this City hath been decked forth, and its trees
clothed with foliage, and its inhabitants gladdened.

The hearts of Thy dear ones, however, will rejoice only at the Divine
Springtime of Thy tender mercies, whereby the hearts are quickened, and
the souls are renewed, and the trees of human existence bear their fruits.

The plants that have sprung forth, O my Lord, in the hearts of Thy loved
ones have withered away. Send down upon them, from the clouds of Thy
spirit, that which will cause the tender herbs of Thy knowledge and wisdom
to grow within their breasts. Rejoice, then, their hearts with the
proclamation of Thy Cause and the exaltation of Thy sovereignty.

Their eyes, O my Lord, are expectantly turned in the direction of Thy
bounty, and their faces are set towards the horizon of Thy grace. Suffer
them not, through Thy bounty, to be deprived of Thy grace. Potent art
Thou, by Thy sovereign might, over all things. No God is there but Thee,
the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.






Thou seest, O my God, how Thy servants have been cleaving fast to Thy
names, and have been calling on them in the daytime and in the night
season. No sooner, however, had He been made manifest through Whose word
the kingdom of names and the heaven of eternity were created, than they
broke away from Him and disbelieved in the greatest of Thy signs. They
finally banished Him from the land of His birth, and caused Him to dwell
within the most desolate of Thy cities, though all the world had been
built up by Thee for His sake. Within this, the Most Great Prison, He hath
established His seat. Though sore tried by trials, the like of which the
eye of creation hath not seen, He summoneth the people unto Thee, O Thou
Who art the Fashioner of the universe!

I beseech Thee, O Thou the Shaper of all the nations and the Quickener of
every moldering bone, to graciously enable Thy servants to recognize Him
Who is the Manifestation of Thy Self and the Revealer of Thy transcendent
might, that they may cut down, by Thy power, all the idols of their
corrupt inclinations, and enter beneath the shadow of Thine
all-encompassing mercy, which, by virtue of Thy name, the Most Exalted,
the All-Glorious, hath surpassed the entire creation.

I know not, O my God, how long will Thy creatures continue to slumber on
the bed of forgetfulness and evil desires, and remain far removed from
Thee and shut out from Thy presence. Draw them nearer, O my God, unto the
scene of Thine effulgent glory, and enrapture their hearts with the sweet
savors of Thine inspiration, through which they who adore Thy unity have
soared on the wings of desire towards Thee, and they who are devoted to
Thee have reached unto Him Who is the Dawning-Place of the Day-Star of Thy
creation.

Cleave asunder, O my Lord, the veils that shut them out from Thee, that
they may behold Thee shining above the horizon of Thy oneness and shedding
Thy radiance from the dawning-place of Thy sovereignty. By Thy glory! Were
they to discover the sweetness of Thy remembrance and apprehend the
excellence of the things that are sent down upon them from the right hand
of the throne of Thy majesty, they would cast away all that they possess,
and would rush forth into the wilderness of their longing after Thee, that
the glance of Thy loving-kindness may be directed towards them and the
radiance of the Day-Star of Thy beauty may be shed upon them.

Let their hearts, O my Lord, be carried away by Thy remembrance, and their

recreate their hearts and immortalize their souls, they would never have

fled from Thy governance, nor deserted the shadow of the tree of Thy

oneness. Clear away, then, the sight of Thy creatures, O my God, that they

may recognize Him Who showeth forth the Godhead as One Who is sanctified

from all that pertaineth unto them, and Who, wholly for Thy sake, is

summoning them to the horizon of Thy unity, at a time when every moment of

His life is beset with peril. Had His aim been the preservation of His own

Self, He would never have left it at the mercy of Thy foes.

I swear by Thy glory! I have accepted to be tried by manifold adversities

for no purpose except to regenerate all that are in Thy heaven and on Thy

earth. Whoso hath loved Thee, can never feel attached to his own self,

except for the purpose of furthering Thy Cause; and whoso hath recognized

Thee can recognize naught else except Thee, and can turn to no one save

Thee.

Enable Thy servants, O my God, to discover the things Thou didst desire

for them in Thy Kingdom. Acquaint them, moreover, with what He Who is the

Origin of Thy most excellent titles hath, in His love for Thee, been

willing to bear for the sake of the regeneration of their souls, that they

may haste to attain the River that is Life indeed, and turn their faces in

the direction of Thy Name, the Most Merciful. Abandon them not to

themselves, O my God! Draw them, by Thy bountiful favor, to the heaven of

Thine inspiration. They are but paupers, and Thou art the All-Possessing,

the ever-Forgiving, the Most Compassionate.

Glory to Thee, O my God! The first stirrings of the spring of Thy grace

have appeared and clothed Thine earth with verdure. The clouds of the

heaven of Thy bounty have rained their rain on this City within whose

walls is imprisoned Him Whose desire is the salvation of Thy creatures.

Through it the soil of this City hath been decked forth, and its trees

clothed with foliage, and its inhabitants gladdened.

The hearts of Thy dear ones, however, will rejoice only at the Divine

Springtime of Thy tender mercies, whereby the hearts are quickened, and

the souls are renewed, and the trees of human existence bear their fruits.

The plants that have sprung forth, O my Lord, in the hearts of Thy loved

ones have withered away. Send down upon them, from the clouds of Thy

spirit, that which will cause the tender herbs of Thy knowledge and wisdom

to grow within their breasts. Rejoice, then, their hearts with the

proclamation of Thy Cause and the exaltation of Thy sovereignty.

Their eyes, O my Lord, are expectantly turned in the direction of Thy

bounty, and their faces are set towards the horizon of Thy grace. Suffer

them not, through Thy bounty, to be deprived of Thy grace. Potent art

Thou, by Thy sovereign might, over all things. No God is there but Thee,

the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.

Thou seest, O my God, how Thy servants have been cleaving fast to Thy

names, and have been calling on them in the daytime and in the night

season. No sooner, however, had He been made manifest through Whose word

the kingdom of names and the heaven of eternity were created, than they

broke away from Him and disbelieved in the greatest of Thy signs. They

finally banished Him from the land of His birth, and caused Him to dwell

within the most desolate of Thy cities, though all the world had been

built up by Thee for His sake. Within this, the Most Great Prison, He hath

established His seat. Though sore tried by trials, the like of which the

eye of creation hath not seen, He summoneth the people unto Thee, O Thou

Who art the Fashioner of the universe!

I beseech Thee, O Thou the Shaper of all the nations and the Quickener of

every moldering bone, to graciously enable Thy servants to recognize Him

Who is the Manifestation of Thy Self and the Revealer of Thy transcendent

might, that they may cut down, by Thy power, all the idols of their

corrupt inclinations, and enter beneath the shadow of Thine

all-encompassing mercy, which, by virtue of Thy name, the Most Exalted,

the All-Glorious, hath surpassed the entire creation.

I know not, O my God, how long will Thy creatures continue to slumber on

the bed of forgetfulness and evil desires, and remain far removed from

Thee and shut out from Thy presence. Draw them nearer, O my God, unto the

scene of Thine effulgent glory, and enrapture their hearts with the sweet

savors of Thine inspiration, through which they who adore Thy unity have

soared on the wings of desire towards Thee, and they who are devoted to

Thee have reached unto Him Who is the Dawning-Place of the Day-Star of Thy

creation.

Cleave asunder, O my Lord, the veils that shut them out from Thee, that

they may behold Thee shining above the horizon of Thy oneness and shedding

Thy radiance from the dawning-place of Thy sovereignty. By Thy glory! Were

they to discover the sweetness of Thy remembrance and apprehend the

excellence of the things that are sent down upon them from the right hand

of the throne of Thy majesty, they would cast away all that they possess,

and would rush forth into the wilderness of their longing after Thee, that

the glance of Thy loving-kindness may be directed towards them and the

radiance of the Day-Star of Thy beauty may be shed upon them.

Let their hearts, O my Lord, be carried away by Thy remembrance, and their