Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee thanks that Thou hast made
known unto me Him Who is the Day-Spring of Thy mercy, and the
Dawning-Place of Thy grace, and the Repository of Thy Cause. I beseech
Thee by Thy Name, through which the faces of them that are nigh unto Thee
have turned white, and the hearts of such as are devoted to Thee have
winged their flight towards Thee, to grant that I may, at all times and
under all conditions, lay hold on Thy cord, and be rid of all attachment
to any one except Thee, and may keep mine eyes directed towards the
horizon of Thy Revelation, and may carry out what Thou hast prescribed
unto me in Thy Tablets.
Attire, O my Lord, both my inner and outer being with the raiment of Thy
favors and Thy loving-kindness. Keep me safe, then, from whatsoever may be
abhorrent unto Thee, and graciously assist me and my kindred to obey Thee,
and to shun whatsoever may stir up any evil or corrupt desire within me.
Thou, truly, art the Lord of all mankind, and the Possessor of this world
and of the next. No God is there save Thee, the All-Knowing, the All-Wise.
CXXXVIII: “O GOD, AND THE GOD OF ALL NAMES, AND MAKER OF...”
O God, and the God of all Names, and Maker of the heavens! I entreat Thee
by Thy Name through which He Who is the Day-Spring of Thy might and the
Dawning-Place of Thy power hath been manifested, through which every solid
thing hath been made to flow, and every dead corpse hath been quickened,
and every moving spirit confirmed—I entreat Thee to enable me to rid
myself of all attachment to any one but Thee, and to serve Thy Cause, and
to wish what Thou didst wish through the power of Thy sovereignty, and to
perform what is the good pleasure of Thy will.
I beseech Thee, moreover, O my God, to ordain for me what will make me
rich enough to dispense with any one save Thee. Thou seest me, O my God,
with my face turned towards Thee, and my hands clinging to the cord of Thy
grace. Send down upon me Thy mercy, and write down for me what Thou hast
written down for Thy chosen ones. Powerful art Thou to do what pleaseth
Thee. No God is there but Thee, the Ever-Forgiving, the All-Bountiful.
CXXXIX: “GLORY BE TO THEE, O THOU WHO HAST, THROUGH THE...”
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