I beseech Thee, O my God, by Thy Beauty that shineth forth above the
horizon of eternity, a Beauty before which as soon as it revealeth itself
the kingdom of beauty boweth down in worship, magnifying it in ringing
tones, to grant that I may die to all that I possess and live to
whatsoever belongeth unto Thee. Thou seest me, O my God, holding to Thy
Name, the Most Holy, the Most Luminous, the Most Mighty, the Most Great,
the Most Exalted, the Most Glorious, and clinging to the hem of the robe
to which have clung all in this world and in the world to come.
I beseech Thee, O my God, by the Manifestation of Thy Name, the
Well-Beloved, through Whom the hearts of Thy lovers were consumed and the
souls of all that dwell on earth have soared aloft, to aid me to remember
Thee amongst Thy creatures, and to extol Thee amidst Thy people. Thou
seest me, O my God, holding to Thy Name, the Most Holy, the Most Luminous,
the Most Mighty, the Most Great, the Most Exalted, the Most Glorious, and
clinging to the hem of the robe to which have clung all in this world and
in the world to come.
I beseech Thee, O my God, by the rustling of the Divine Lote-Tree and the
murmur of the breezes of Thine utterance in the kingdom of Thy names, to
remove me far from whatsoever Thy will abhorreth, and draw me nigh unto
the station wherein He Who is the Dayspring of Thy signs hath shone forth.
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