them Thy words and perfect through them Thy
mercy!

Verily, Thou art the Powerful, the Mighty, and, verily, thou art the
Clement, the Merciful!

"El-Baha, praise, light, blessing and peace be upon thee,..."

El-Baha, praise, light, blessing and peace be upon thee,(170) O thou fire
of the Love of God, thou light of the Kingdom of God, thou radiance of the
Gift of God, thou peerless pearl in the Sea of the Mercy of God, thou
sturdy lion in the Jungle of the Guidance of God!

I testify that, verily, thou hast believed in God, thou hast become
assured of the Verses of God, thou hast trusted in the appearance of the
Kingdom of God, thou hast turned unto God, thou hast kept firm in the
Covenant of God, thou hast served the Cause of God, thou hast endeavored
to promote the Word of God, and thou hast suffered martyrdom in the path
of God. May the soul of men be a sacrifice to thee!

Blessed is the land which is reddened by thy blood! Blessed is the heart
which is burnt with the fire of thine afflictions! Blessed is the eye
which weeps over thy disaster! Blessed are the hearts which are consumed
by thy calamities! Blessed are the bosoms which are rent asunder by thy
sufferings!

Praise be unto thee! Exaltation be unto thee! Faithfulness be unto thee! O
thou sign of guidance and thou standard of great martyrdom!

O that the bullets which shot thee were shot at the breast of Abdul-Baha!
O that the darts which pierced thee would strike the heart of Abdul-Baha!
By the might of my Lord, afflictions are much more favored by Abdul-Baha
than the honey of life, inasmuch as this cup is overflowing with the gift
of God.

Blessed is the one who attaineth to visit thy grave! Blessed is the
forehead which is set against thy tomb! Blessed is the man who serves thy
sepulchre! Blessed is the person who lights a lamp(171) at thy
resting-place!

I beg of God to cause spheres of light to descend upon thy sepulchre and
the clouds of mercy to shower rains of forgiveness upon thy resting-place
and tomb!

Verily, He is the Compensator, the Beneficent, the Giver!

"O thou peerless, matchless, glorious martyr!..."

O thou peerless, matchless, glorious martyr!(172)

Verily, I salute thy pure dust, and thy holy, blessed tomb, which is
perfumed by the fragrances of sanctity which are blowing upon thee from
the Supreme Concourse, and the lights which are cast upon thee from the
Kingdom of El-Abha, and the copious rain which p