I beg of Thee, O Thou in Whose hands are the kingdoms of earth and heaven,
and in Whose grasp lie all who dwell in the dominions of Thy Revelation
and Thy creation, not to withhold the glance of Thy favors from such as
have sustained tribulations in Thy path, and tasted of the cup of woe in
their love towards Thee, and have been cast into prison in Thy name, and
endured what none of Thy creatures and Thy people have endured. They are
Thy servants, O my Lord, who have responded to Thee as soon as Thou didst
send out Thy summons, and have set their faces towards Thee when the light
of Thy countenance was lifted upon them, and turned unto Thee at the time
when Thy most exalted horizon shone forth with the brightness of Thy name
through which all who are in Thy heaven and on Thy earth swooned away.
Ordain for them, O my Lord, what Thou didst ordain for Thy chosen ones who
have welcomed the darts of the infidels in Thy Cause and for love of Thee,
and hasted to attain the orient of tribulation with Thy name on their lips
and Thy remembrance in their hearts. Thou art the One, O my God, Who hath
promised in Thy perspicuous utterances to remember them in Thy Book as a
recompense for their works in Thy days.
Bless them, O my God, and ascribe unto them such glory as hath shone forth
above the horizon of Thy will, and hath shed its splendors from the
kingdom of Thine utterance. Immerse them, O my Lord, beneath the ocean of
Thy mercy, and illumine them with the dawning light of Thy Revelation.
Forgive, then, O my God, their fathers and their mothers, by Thy favor,
and Thy bounty, and Thy tender mercies. Send, then, upon them from the
right hand of Thy most exalted Paradise the fragrance of the robe of Thine
all-glorious Beauty. Potent art Thou to do what pleaseth Thee. Thou,
verily, art the Governor, the Ordainer, the All-Bountiful, the
Ever-Forgiving, the Most Generous.
Praise be unto Thee, O Thou the Beloved of the world, and the Adored of
the hearts of them that have recognized Thee.
CLXXVII: “I BESEECH THEE, O MY GOD, BY THY MIGHTY SIGN,...”
I beseech Thee, O my God, by Thy mighty Sign, and by the revelation of Thy
grace amongst men, to cast me not away from the gate of the city of Thy
presence, and to disappoint not the hopes I have set on the manifestations
of Thy grace amidst Thy creatures. Thou seest me, O my God, holding to Thy
Name, the Most Holy, the Most Luminous, the Most Mighty, the Most Great,
the Most Exalted, the Most Glorious, and clinging to the hem of the robe
to which have clung all in this world and in the world to come.
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