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Should Any Man In This Day Arise And






Should any man, in this Day, arise and, with absolute detachment from all
that is in the heavens and all that is on the earth, set his affections on
Him Who is the Day Spring of God's holy Revelation, he will, verily, be
empowered to subdue all created things, through the potency of one of the
Names of the Lord, his God, the All-Knowing, the All-Wise. Know thou of a
certainty that the Day Star of Truth hath, in this Day, shed upon the
world a radiance, the like of which bygone ages have never witnessed. Let
the light of His glory, O people, shine upon you, and be not of the
negligent.





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