O ye Cohorts of God! Praise be to God! —that the Blessed Perfection hath
freed the necks from the bonds and fetters and released all from racial
attachments by proclaiming, “Ye are all the fruits of one tree and the
leaves of one branch.” Be ye kind to the human world, and be ye
compassionate to the race of man, deal with the strangers as you deal with
the friends, be ye gentle toward the outsiders as you are toward the
beloved ones, know the enemy as the friend, look upon the satan as upon
the angel, receive the unjust with the utmost love like unto a faithful
one, and diffuse far and wide the fragrances of the musk of the gazelles
of Kheta and Khotan(35) to the nostrils of the ravenous wolves.
Become ye a shelter and asylum to the fearful ones, be ye a cause of
tranquillity and cease to the souls and hearts of the agitated ones,
impart ye strength to the helpless ones, be ye a remedy and antidote to
the afflicted ones, and a physician and nurse to the sick ones. Serve ye
for the promotion of peace and concord and establishe in this transitory
world the foundation of friendship, fidelity, reconciliation and
truthfulness.
O ye Cohorts of God! Strive ye that this human world may be changed into a
luminous realm and this mound of earth become the Paradise of ABHA.
Darkness hath environed the world upon all sides. Savage tempers and
inclination predominate. The human world has become the battlefield of the
rapacious savages and the arena of the heedless and ignorant ones. The
souls are either bloodthirsty wolves or beasts with degenerate reason.
They are either deadly poison, or worthless plants. There are a few souls
who in reality have some humanitarian intentions and are thinking of the
well-being and prosperity of human kind. You must in this instance (that
is, service to humanity) sacrifice your lives, and in sacrificing your
lives celebrate happiness and beatitude.
O ye Cohorts of God! His Highness, the Supreme(36)—may my life be a
sacrifice to Him! —hath given up His life, and at every moment the Blessed
Perfection(37) in His own life sacrificed hundreds of lives, endured dire
calamities and oppressions. Laden with fetters He was thrown into the dark
dungeon, He was exiled and banished to distant lands and finally passed
His days in the Most Great Prison(38) . Likewise a multitude of friends
drank the sweet chalice of martyrdom and sacrificed soul, possession,
family and relatives for the Cause. How many houses were overthrown! How
many residences were pillaged and rapined! How many magnificent palaces
were turned into a desolate tomb! All these phenomena transpired only that
the world of humanity may become a luminous realm; ignorance be changed
into wisdom, human souls become merciful, warfare and bloodshed be
destroyed to their very foundation, and the Kingdom of Peace become
paramount over all men. Now strive ye, that perchance this Beloved of
Hopes appear in the assemblage of the world and this Providence become a
realized fact.
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