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Praised Be Thou, O My God! Thou Seest Me Shut Up






Praised be Thou, O my God! Thou seest me shut up in this Prison, and art
well aware that I have entered it solely for Thy sake and for the sake of
the glorification of Thy word and the proclamation of Thy Cause. I cry out
to Thee, this very moment, O Thou Who art the Lord of all worlds,
beseeching Thee, by Thine undoubted Name, to attract the hearts of Thy
servants unto the Day-Spring of Thy most excellent titles and the
Dawning-Place of Thy most resplendent signs.

But for the troubles that touch me in Thy path, O my God, how else could
my heart rejoice in Thy days; and were it not for the blood which is shed
for love of Thee, what else could tinge the faces of Thy chosen ones
before the eyes of Thy creatures? I swear by Thy might! The ornament that
adorneth the countenance of Thy dear ones is the blood which, in their
love for Thee, floweth out of their foreheads over their faces.

Thou beholdest, O my God, how every bone in my body soundeth like a pipe
with the music of Thine inspiration, revealing the signs of Thy oneness
and the clear tokens of Thy unity. I entreat Thee, O my God, by Thy Name
which irradiateth all things, to raise up such servants as shall incline
their ears to the voice of the melodies that hath ascended from the right
hand of the throne of Thy glory. Make them, then, to quaff from the hand
of Thy grace the wine of Thy mercy, that it may assure their hearts, and
cause them to turn away from the left hand of idle fancies and vain
imaginings to the right hand of confidence and certitude.

Now that Thou hast guided them unto the door of Thy grace, O my Lord, cast
them not away, by Thy bounty; and now that Thou hast summoned them unto
the horizon of Thy Cause, keep them not back from Thee, by Thy
graciousness and favor. Powerful art Thou to do as Thou pleasest. No God
is there but Thee, the Omniscient, the All-Informed.





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