Praise Be To Thee, O Lord My God! I Swear By Thy





Praise be to Thee, O Lord my God! I swear by Thy might! Successive

afflictions have withheld the pen of the Most High from laying bare that

which is hidden from the eyes of Thy creatures, and incessant trials have

hindered the tongue of the Divine Ordainer from proclaiming the wonders of

Thy glorification and praise. With a stammering tongue, therefore, I call

upon Thee, O my God, and with this my afflicted pen I occupy myself in

remembrance of Thy name.



Is there any man of insight, O my God, that can behold Thee with Thine own

eye, and where is the thirsty one who can direct his face towards the

living waters of Thy love? I am the one, O my God, who hath blotted out

from his heart the remembrance of all except Thee, and hath graven upon it

the mysteries of Thy love. Thine own might beareth me witness! But for

tribulations, how could the assured be distinguished from the doubters

among Thy servants? They who have been inebriated with the wine of Thy

knowledge, these, verily, hasten to meet every manner of adversity in

their longing to pass into Thy presence. I implore Thee, O Beloved of my

heart and the Object of my soul's adoration, to shield them that love me

from the faintest trace of evil and corrupt desires. Supply them, then,

with the good of this world and of the next.



Thou art, verily, He Whose grace hath guided them aright, He Who hath

declared Himself to be the All-Merciful. No God is there but Thee, the

All-Glorious, the Supreme Helper.





O My Lord! Make Thy Beauty To Be My Food, And Praise Be Unto Thee, O My God! I Am One Of Thy facebooktwittergoogle_plusredditpinterestlinkedinmail

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