Help us then to quaff, O my God, from the fingers
of mercy the living waters of Thy loving-kindness, that we may utterly
forget all else except Thee, and be occupied only with Thy Self. Powerful
art Thou to do what Thou willest. No God is there beside Thee, the Mighty,
the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
Glorified be Thy name, O Thou Who art the King of all Kings!
--Baha'u'llah
"Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee..."
Glorified art Thou, O my God! I yield Thee thanks that Thou hast made
known unto me Him Who is the Dayspring of Thy mercy, and the Dawning-Place
of Thy grace, and the Repository of Thy Cause. I beseech Thee by Thy Name,
through which the faces of them that are nigh unto Thee have turned white,
and the hearts of such as are devoted to Thee have winged their flight
towards Thee, to grant that I may, at all times and under all conditions,
lay hold on Thy cord, and be rid of all attachment to anyone except Thee,
and may keep mine eyes directed towards the horizon of Thy Revelation, and
may carry out what Thou hast prescribed unto me in Thy Tablets.
Attire, O my Lord, both my inner and outer being with the raiment of Thy
favors and Thy loving-kindness.
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