Behold me, then, O my God, fallen prostrate upon the dust before Thee,
confessing my powerlessness and Thine omnipotence, my poverty and Thy
wealth, mine evanescence and Thine eternity, mine utter abasement and
Thine infinite glory. I recognize that there is none other God but Thee,
that Thou hast no peer nor partner, none to equal or rival Thee. In Thine
unapproachable loftiness Thou hast, from eternity, been exalted above the
praise of any one but Thee, and shalt continue for ever, in Thy
transcendent singleness and glory, to be sanctified from the glorification
of any one except Thine own Self.
I swear by Thy might, O my Beloved! To make mention of any created thing
beseemeth not Thy most exalted Self, and to bestow any praise upon any one
of Thy creatures would be wholly unworthy of Thy great glory. Nay, such a
mention would be but blasphemy uttered within the court of Thy holiness,
and such praise would amount to no less than a transgression in the face
of the evidences of Thy Divine sovereignty. For the mere mention of any
one of Thy creatures would in itself imply an assertion of their existence
before the court of Thy singleness and unity. Such an assertion would be
naught but open blasphemy, an act of impiety, the essence of profanity and
a wanton crime.
Wherefore, I bear witness with my soul, my spirit, my entire being, that
should They Who are the Day-Springs of Thy most holy unity and the
Manifestations of Thy transcendent oneness be able to soar so long as
Thine own sovereignty endureth and Thine all-compelling authority can
last, they will fail in the end to attain unto even the precincts of the
court wherein Thou didst reveal the effulgence of but one of Thy most
mighty Names. Glorified, glorified be, therefore, Thy wondrous majesty.
Glorified, glorified be Thine unattainable loftiness. Glorified, glorified
be the préeminence of Thy kingship and the sublimity of Thine authority
and power.
The highest faculties which the learned have possessed, and whatsoever
truths they, in their search after the gems of Thy knowledge, have
discovered; the brightest realities with which the wise have been endowed,
and whatever secrets they, in their attempts to fathom the mysteries of
Thy wisdom, have unraveled, have all been created through the generative
power of the Spirit that was breathed into the Pen which Thy hands have
fashioned. How, then, can the thing which Thy Pen hath created be capable
of comprehending those treasures of Thy Faith with which, as decreed by
Thee, that Pen hath been invested? How can it ever know of the Fingers
that grasp Thy Pen, and of Thy merciful favors with which it hath been
endowed? How can it, already unable to reach this station, be made aware
of the existence of Thy Hand that controlleth the Fingers of Thy might?
How can it attain unto the comprehension of the nature of Thy Will that
animateth the movement of Thy Hand?
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