Glory To Thee, O My God! But For The Tribulations





Glory to Thee, O my God! But for the tribulations which are sustained in

Thy path, how could Thy true lovers be recognized; and were it not for the

trials which are borne for love of Thee, how could the station of such as

yearn for Thee be revealed? Thy might beareth me witness! The companions

of all who adore Thee are the tears they shed, and the comforters of such

as seek Thee are the groans they utter, and the food of them who haste to

meet Thee is the fragments of their broken hearts.



How sweet to my taste is the bitterness of death suffered in Thy path, and

how precious in my estimation are the shafts of Thine enemies when

encountered for the sake of the exaltation of Thy word! Let me quaff in

Thy Cause, O my God, whatsoever Thou didst desire, and send down upon me

in Thy love all Thou didst ordain. By Thy glory! I wish only what Thou

wishest, and cherish what Thou cherishest. In Thee have I, at all times,

placed my whole trust and confidence.



Raise up, I implore Thee, O my God, as helpers to this Revelation such as

shall be counted worthy of Thy name and of Thy sovereignty, that they may

remember me among Thy creatures, and hoist the ensigns of Thy victory in

Thy land.



Potent art Thou to do what pleaseth Thee. No God is there but Thee, the

Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.





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