Glory Be To Thee, O My God! Thou Hearest Thine
Glory be to Thee, O my God! Thou hearest Thine ardent lovers lamenting in
their separation from Thee, and such as have recognized Thee wailing
because of their remoteness from Thy presence. Open Thou outwardly to
their faces, O my Lord, the gates of Thy grace, that they may enter them
by Thy leave and in conformity with Thy will, and may stand before the
throne of Thy majesty, and catch the accents of Thy voice, and be
illumined with the splendors of the light of Thy face.
Potent art Thou to do what pleaseth Thee. None can withstand the power of
Thy sovereign might. From everlasting Thou wert alone, with none to equal
Thee, and wilt unto everlasting remain far above all thought and every
description of Thee. Have mercy, then, upon Thy servants by Thy grace and
bounty, and suffer them not to be kept back from the shores of the ocean
of Thy nearness. If Thou abandonest them, who is there to befriend them;
and if Thou puttest them far from Thee, who is he that can favor them?
They have none other Lord beside Thee, none to adore except Thyself. Deal
Thou generously with them by Thy bountiful grace.
Thou, in truth, art the Ever-Forgiving, the Most Compassionate.
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