16 A voice exclaimed: “Woe betide thee, O disbeliever in the Day of
Resurrection! This is the nethermost fire, and its flames have been made
to blaze for thee. Thou didst forsake all righteous deeds in thy vain and
futile life, and now thou hast none to shield thee from God. Thou art
indeed he who caused all hearts to be consumed and the Holy Spirit to
lament.”
17 He pleaded: “Is there yet no refuge for me?”
18 “Nay, by my Lord, even shouldst thou seek recourse to every possible
means!”
19 Thereupon he cried out in such distress as to cause the people of the
graves to tremble, and was seized by the Hand of invincible power. A voice
then proclaimed: “Return unto the seat of wrath in the fire of hell;
wretched and evil be thine abode!”
20 Thus did We lay hold on him as We laid hold on those who preceded him.
Behold their houses which We have left to the spiders, and take heed, O ye
who are endued with understanding! He it is who opposed God, and for whom
the verses of wrath were revealed in the Book. Blessed is he who readeth
it and pondereth its contents, for a goodly end doth in truth await him.
21 Thus have We recounted unto thee the tale of the evil-doers, that thine
eyes may be solaced. As for thee, there lieth in store naught but a
blissful end.
SÚRIY-I-MULÚK
He is the Almighty!
1 This is a Tablet from this Servant, who is called Ḥusayn in the kingdom
of names, to the concourse of the kings of the earth. Haply they may
approach it in a spirit of open-mindedness, discover from its message the
mysteries of divine providence, and be of those that comprehend its
meaning, and perchance they may forsake all they possess, turn towards the
retreats of holiness, and draw nigh unto God, the All-Glorious, the
Incomparable.
2 O kings of the earth! Give ear unto the Voice of God, calling from this
sublime, this fruit-laden Tree, that hath sprung out of the Crimson Hill,
upon the holy Plain, intoning the words: “There is none other God but He,
the Mighty, the All-Powerful, the All-Wise.” This is a Spot which hath
been sanctified by God for those who approach it, a Spot wherein His Voice
may be heard from the celestial Tree of Holiness. Fear God, O concourse of
kings, and suffer not yourselves to be deprived of this most sublime
grace. Fling away, then, the things ye possess, and take fast hold on the
Handle of God, the Exalted, the Great. Set your hearts towards the Face of
God, and abandon that which your desires have bidden you to follow, and be
not of those who perish.
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