I Know Not, O My God, What The Fire Is Which

I know not, O my God, what the Fire is which Thou didst kindle in Thy

land. Earth can never cloud its splendor, nor water quench its flame. All

the peoples of the world are powerless to resist its force. Great is the

blessedness of him that hath drawn nigh unto it, and heard its roaring.

Some, O my God, Thou didst, through Thy strengthening grace, enable to

approach it, while others Thou didst keep back by reason of what their

hands have wrought in Thy days. Whoso hath hasted towards it and attained

unto it hath, in his eagerness to gaze on Thy beauty, yielded his life in

Thy path, and ascended unto Thee, wholly detached from aught else except


I beseech Thee, O my Lord, by this Fire which blazeth and rageth in the

world of creation, to rend asunder the veils that have hindered me from

appearing before the throne of Thy majesty, and from standing at the door

of Thy gate. Do Thou ordain for me, O my Lord, every good thing Thou didst

send down in Thy Book, and suffer me not to be far removed from the

shelter of Thy mercy.

Powerful art Thou to do what pleaseth Thee. Thou art, verily, the

All-Powerful, the Most Generous.

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