Thou wert created to bear and endure, O
Patience of the worlds.
How sweet was Thy dawning on the horizon of the Covenant among the
stirrers of sedition, and Thy yearning after God, O Love of the worlds.
By Thee the banner of independence was planted on the highest peaks, and
the sea of bounty surged, O Rapture of the worlds.
By Thine aloneness the Sun of Oneness shone, and by Thy banishment the
land of Unity was adorned. Be patient, O Thou Exile of the worlds.
We have made abasement the garment of glory, and affliction the adornment
of Thy temple, O Pride of the worlds.
Thou seest the hearts are filled with hate, and to overlook is Thine, O
Thou Concealer of the sins of the worlds.
When the swords flash, go forward! When the shafts fly, press onward! O
Thou Sacrifice of the worlds.
Dost Thou wail, or shall I wail? Rather shall I weep at the fewness of Thy
champions, O Thou Who hast caused the wailing of the worlds.
Verily, I have heard Thy Call, O All-Glorious Beloved; and now is the face
of Baha flaming with the heat of tribulation and with the fire of Thy
shining word, and He hath risen up in faithfulness at the place of
sacrifice, looking toward Thy pleasure, O Ordainer of the worlds.
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