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O Thou Whose face is the object of my adoration, Whose beauty is my
sanctuary, Whose habitation is my goal, Whose praise is my hope, Whose
providence is my companion, Whose love is the cause of my being, Whose
mention is my solace, Whose nearness is my desire, Whose presence is my
dearest wish and highest aspiration, I entreat Thee not to withhold from
me the things Thou didst ordain for the chosen ones among Thy servants.
Supply me, then, with the good of this world and of the next.
Thou, truly, art the King of all men. There is no God but Thee, the
Ever-Forgiving, the Most Generous.
--Baha'u'llah
"My God, my Adored One, my King, my Desire!..."
My God, my Adored One, my King, my Desire! What tongue can voice my thanks
to Thee? I was heedless, Thou didst awaken me. I had turned back from
Thee, Thou didst graciously aid me to turn towards Thee. I was as one
dead, Thou didst quicken me with the water of life. I was withered, Thou
didst revive me with the heavenly stream of Thine utterance which hath
flowed forth from the Pen of the All-Merciful.
O Divine Providence! All existence is begotten by Thy bounty; deprive it
not of the waters of Thy generosity, neither do Thou withhold it from the
ocean of Thy mercy.
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