Thou art well aware, O my God, that I have not failed in my duty towards
Thy Cause. At all times and under all conditions I have wafted, in every
direction, the breezes of Thine inspiration, and shed abroad the sweet
smell of the raiment of Thy mercy, that haply Thy servants may discover
its fragrance, and through it be enabled to turn towards Thee.
I implore Thee, O my God, by the Lights of Thy unity and the Repositories
of Thy revelation, to send down from the clouds of Thy mercy that which
will cleanse the hearts of all such as have turned towards Thee. Blot out,
then, from their hearts all that may induce Thy servants to cavil at Thy
Cause.
Thy will hath overruled my will, O my God, and I have shown forth what
hath grievously vexed me. Have mercy, then, upon me, O Thou Who of all
those who show mercy art the Most Merciful!
Assist Thou Thy servants, O my God, to help Thy Cause, and give them to
drink what will quicken their hearts in Thy realm, lest anything hinder
them from remembering Thee and from extolling Thy virtues, that they may
quit their homes in Thy name, and summon all the multitudes unto Thee.
Guard their faces, O my God, from turning to any one save Thee, and their
ears from hearkening unto the sayings of all such as have turned away from
Thy beauty and repudiated Thy signs.
Supreme art Thou over all things. There is none other God save Thee, the
All-Knowing, the All-Wise.
CXX: “GLORIFIED ART THOU, O LORD MY GOD! THOU BEHOLDEST...”
Glorified art Thou, O Lord my God! Thou beholdest my low estate and the
habitation wherein I dwell, and bearest witness unto my perplexity, my
crying needs, my troubles, and the afflictions I suffer among Thy servants
who recite Thy verses and repudiate their Revealer, who call on Thy names
and cavil at their Creator, who seek to draw nigh unto Him Who is Thy
Friend and put to death Him Who is the Best-Beloved of the worlds.
Open Thou their eyes, O my God, and My Master, that they may gaze on Thy
beauty, or cause them to return unto the lowest abyss of the fire. Potent
art Thou to do what Thou willest. Thou art, verily, the All-Glorious, the
All-Wise.
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