Let him, then, repeat six times the greeting “Alláh-u-Abhá,” and
then repeat nineteen times each of the following verses:
We all, verily, worship God.
We all, verily, bow down before God.
We all, verily, are devoted unto God.
We all, verily, give praise unto God.
We all, verily, yield thanks unto God.
We all, verily, are patient in God.
(If the dead be a woman, let him say:
This is Thy handmaiden and the daughter of Thy handmaiden,
etc....)
_Prayer for the Dead._
CLXVIII: “O MY LORD! MAKE THY BEAUTY TO BE MY FOOD, AND...”
O my Lord! Make Thy beauty to be my food, and Thy presence my drink, and
Thy pleasure my hope, and praise of Thee my action, and remembrance of
Thee my companion, and the power of Thy sovereignty my succorer, and Thy
habitation my home, and my dwelling-place the seat Thou hast sanctified
from the limitations imposed upon them who are shut out as by a veil from
Thee.
Thou art, verily, the Almighty, the All-Glorious, the Most Powerful.
CLXIX: “GLORY BE TO THEE, O LORD MY GOD! ABASE NOT HIM...”
Glory be to Thee, O Lord my God! Abase not him whom Thou hast exalted
through the power of Thine everlasting sovereignty, and remove not far
from Thee him whom Thou hast caused to enter the tabernacle of Thine
eternity. Wilt Thou cast away, O my God, him whom Thou hast overshadowed
with Thy Lordship, and wilt Thou turn away from Thee, O my Desire, him to
whom Thou hast been a refuge? Canst Thou degrade him whom Thou hast
uplifted, or forget him whom Thou didst enable to remember Thee?
Glorified, immensely glorified art Thou! Thou art He Who from everlasting
hath been the King of the entire creation and its Prime Mover, and Thou
wilt to everlasting remain the Lord of all created things and their
Ordainer. Glorified art Thou, O my God! If Thou ceasest to be merciful
unto Thy servants, who, then, will show mercy unto them; and if Thou
refusest to succor Thy loved ones, who is there that can succor them?
Glorified, immeasurably glorified art Thou! Thou art adored in Thy truth,
and Thee do we all, verily, worship; and Thou art manifest in Thy justice,
and to Thee do we all, verily, bear witness. Thou art, in truth, beloved
in Thy grace. No God is there but Thee, the Help in Peril, the
Self-Subsisting.
CLXX: “THY NAME IS MY HEALING, O MY GOD, AND REMEMBRANCE...”
Thy name is my healing, O my God, and remembrance of Thee is my remedy.
Nearness to Thee is my hope, and love for Thee is my companion. Thy mercy
to me is my healing and my succor in both this world and the world to
come. Thou, verily, art the All-Bountiful, the All-Knowing, the All-Wise.
CLXXI: “O MY GOD, MY MASTER, THE GOAL OF MY DESIRE!...”
O my God, my Master, the Goal of my desire! This, Thy servant, seeketh to
sleep in the shelter of Thy mercy, and to repose beneath the canopy of Thy
grace, imploring Thy care and Thy protection.
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