O Lord, shower upon them all the outpourings of Thy mercy, rain down upon
them all the waters of Thy grace. Make them to grow as beauteous plants in
the garden of heaven, and from the full and brimming clouds of Thy
bestowals and out of the deep pools of Thine abounding grace make Thou
this garden to flower, and keep it ever green and lustrous, ever fresh and
shimmering and fair.
Thou art, verily, the Mighty, the Exalted, the Powerful, He Who alone, in
the heavens and on the earth, abideth unchanged. There is none other God
save Thee, the Lord of manifest tokens and signs.
--'Abdu'l-Baha
"He is God!..."
He is God!
O God, my God! These are servants attracted in Thy days by the fragrances
of Thy holiness, enkindled with the flame burning in Thy holy tree,
responding to Thy voice, uttering Thy praise, awakened by Thy breeze,
stirred by Thy sweet savors, beholding Thy signs, understanding Thy
verses, hearkening to Thy words, believing Thy Revelation and assured of
Thy loving-kindness. Their eyes, O Lord, are fixed upon Thy kingdom of
effulgent glory and their faces turned toward Thy dominion on high, their
hearts beating with the love of Thy radiant and glorious beauty, their
souls consumed with the flame of Thy love, O Lord of this world and the
world hereafter, their lives seething with the ardor of their longing for
Thee, and their tears poured forth for Thy sake.
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