Praised be Thou, O Lord my God! I implore Thee, by Thy Most Great Name
through Which Thou didst stir up Thy servants and build up Thy cities, and
by Thy most excellent titles, and Thy most august attributes, to assist
Thy people to turn in the direction of Thy manifold bounties, and set
their faces towards the Tabernacle of Thy wisdom. Heal Thou the sicknesses
that have assailed the souls on every side, and have deterred them from
directing their gaze towards the Paradise that lieth in the shelter of Thy
shadowing Name, which Thou didst ordain to be the King of all names unto
all who are in heaven and all who are on earth. Potent art Thou to do as
pleaseth Thee. In Thy hands is the empire of all names. There is none
other God but Thee, the Mighty, the Wise.
I am but a poor creature, O my Lord; I have clung to the hem of Thy
riches. I am sore sick; I have held fast the cord of Thy healing. Deliver
me from the ills that have encircled me, and wash me thoroughly with the
waters of Thy graciousness and mercy, and attire me with the raiment of
wholesomeness, through Thy forgiveness and bounty. Fix, then, mine eyes
upon Thee, and rid me of all attachment to aught else except Thyself. Aid
me to do what Thou desirest, and to fulfill what Thou pleasest.
Thou art truly the Lord of this life and of the next. Thou art, in truth,
the Ever-Forgiving, the Most Merciful.
XX: “LAUDED BE THY NAME, O THOU WHO BEHOLDEST ALL...”
Lauded be Thy name, O Thou Who beholdest all things and art hidden from
all things! From every land Thou hearest the lamentations of them that
love Thee, and from every direction Thou hearkenest unto the cries of such
as have recognized Thy sovereignty. Were their oppressors to be asked:
“Wherefore have ye oppressed them and held them in bondage in Ba_gh_dád
and elsewhere? What injustice have they committed? Whom have they
betrayed? Whose blood have they spilled, and whose property have they
plundered?” they would know not what to answer.
Thou knowest full well, O my God, that their only crime is to have loved
Thee. For this reason have their oppressors laid hold on them, and
scattered them abroad. Aware as I am, O my God, that Thou wilt send down
upon Thy servants only what is good for them, I nevertheless beseech Thee,
by Thy name which overshadoweth all things, to raise up, for their
assistance and as a sign of Thy grace and as an evidence of Thy power,
those who will keep them safe from all their adversaries.
Potent art Thou to do Thy pleasure. Thou art, verily, the Supreme Ruler,
the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
XXI: “PRAISED BE THOU, O LORD MY GOD! I AM THY SERVANT...”
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