Selections from the writings of ‘Abdu'l-BaháʻAbdu'l-Bahá
Religion
Selections from the writings of ‘Abdu'l-Bahá
ʻAbdu'l-Bahá
Bahai Faith
Soon will your swiftly-passing days be over, and the fame and riches, the
comforts, the joys provided by this rubbish-heap, the world, will be gone
without a trace. Summon ye, then, the people to God, and invite humanity
to follow the example of the Company on high. Be ye loving fathers to the
orphan, and a refuge to the helpless, and a treasury for the poor, and a
cure for the ailing. Be ye the helpers of every victim of oppression, the
patrons of the disadvantaged. Think ye at all times of rendering some
service to every member of the human race. Pay ye no heed to aversion and
rejection, to disdain, hostility, injustice: act ye in the opposite way.
Be ye sincerely kind, not in appearance only. Let each one of God’s loved
ones centre his attention on this: to be the Lord’s mercy to man; to be
the Lord’s grace. Let him do some good to every person whose path he
crosseth, and be of some benefit to him. Let him improve the character of
each and all, and reorient the minds of men. In this way, the light of
divine guidance will shine forth, and the blessings of God will cradle all
mankind: for love is light, no matter in what abode it dwelleth; and hate
is darkness, no matter where it may make its nest. O friends of God! That
the hidden Mystery may stand revealed, and the secret essence of all
things may be disclosed, strive ye to banish that darkness for ever and
ever.
2: O MY LORD! I HAVE DRAWN NIGH UNTO THEE, IN THE ...
O my Lord! I have drawn nigh unto Thee, in the depths of this darksome
night, confiding in Thee with the tongue of my heart, trembling with joy
at the sweet scents that blow from Thy realm, the All-Glorious, calling
unto Thee, saying:
O my Lord, no words do I find to glorify Thee; no way do I see for the
bird of my mind to soar upward to Thy Kingdom of Holiness; for Thou, in
Thy very essence, art sanctified above those tributes, and in Thy very
being art beyond the reach of those praises which are offered Thee by the
people that Thou hast created. In the sanctity of Thine own being hast
Thou ever been exalted above the understanding of the learned among the
Company on high, and forever wilt Thou remain enwrapped within the
holiness of Thine own reality, unreached by the knowledge of those
dwellers in Thine exalted Kingdom who glorify Thy Name.
O God, my God! How can I glorify or describe Thee inaccessible as Thou
art; immeasurably high and sanctified art Thou above every description and
praise.
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