O Thou The Dread Of Whom Hath Fallen Upon All
O Thou the dread of Whom hath fallen upon all things, before the splendors
of Whose face the countenances of all men are downcast, at the revelations
of Whose sovereignty all necks have humbly bowed, to the ruling of Whose
will all hearts have been subdued, the awfulness of Whose majesty hath
caused the foundations of all things to tremble, and to the power of Whose
authority the winds have been subjected! I beseech Thee by the compelling
force of Thy Revelation, and by the power of Thy might, and by the
exaltation of Thy word, and by the sublimity of Thy sovereignty, to number
us with them whom the world hath been powerless to hinder from turning
Cause me, O my Lord, to be of those who, with their substance and their
own selves, have fought valiantly in Thy path. Write down, then, for me
the recompense Thou didst ordain for them in the Tablet of Thy decree.
Stablish me also on the seat of truth in Thy presence, and join me with
the sincere among Thy servants.
I implore Thee, O my Lord, by Thy Messengers, and Thy Chosen Ones, and by
Him through Whom Thou hast affixed Thy seal upon the Manifestations of Thy
Cause among Thy creatures, and Whom Thou hast adorned with the ornament of
Thine acceptance among all that dwell in Thy heaven and on Thy earth, to
graciously assist me to attain unto what Thou hast ordained for Thy
servants and bidden them observe in Thy Tablets. Wash away, then, my sins,
O my God, by Thy grace and bounty, and reckon me among such as are not
overtaken by fear nor put to grief.
Thou art, verily, the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
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