Thou Beholdest, O My God, How Bewildered In

Thou beholdest, O my God, how bewildered in their drunkenness are Thy

servants who have turned back from Thy beauty and caviled at what hath

been sent down from the right hand of the throne of Thy majesty. Thou

didst come, O my God, in the clouds of Thy spirit and Thine utterance, and

lo, the entire creation shook and trembled, and the limbs of them who

repudiated Thy testimonies were made to quiver, O Thou in Whose grasp is

the lordship of all things!

Thou art He, O my God, Who hast summoned all men to turn in the direction

of Thy mercy, and called them unto the horizon of Thy grace and bounties.

None, however, heeded Thy call, except such as have forsaken all things

save Thee, and hastened unto the Day-Spring of Thy beauty, and the

Dawning-Place of Thine inspiration and Thy revelation.

Thou knowest, O my God, that none can be found on the face of the earth to

remember Thee except them. Thou seest how the oppressors among Thy

creatures have laid hold on them. Some, O my God, have shed their blood in

Thy path, others have abandoned their homes and set their faces towards

the seat of Thy throne, and were hindered from stepping into the court of

Thy great glory, while still others have been cast into prison and are at

the mercy of the workers of iniquity.

I implore Thee, O Thou Who holdest in Thy hands the reins of unconstrained

power, to succor them through the wondrous potency of Thy might. Misery, O

my Lord, hath taken hold on them in Thy path, exalt them by the power of

Thy sovereignty; and weariness hath afflicted them in their love for Thee,

render them victorious, through Thy strength and Thine omnipotence, over

Thine enemies.

Aware as I am, O my God, that Thou hast decreed for them that which

excelleth whatsoever is in Thy heaven and on Thy earth, I still cherish

the desire that Thou mayest behold them in Thy days exalted and honored by

Thy creatures. Supreme art Thou over Thy creation. All are held within Thy

grasp, and lie prisoned in the hollow of Thy hand. No God is there but

Thee, the All-Powerful, the All-Knowing, the All-Wise.

Thou Art He, O My God, Through Whose Names Thou Beholdest, O My God, The Day-star Of Thy facebooktwittergoogle_plusredditpinterestlinkedinmail