of these states he founded the divine
Edifice and opened the door of teaching. In those states he sowed pure
seeds and planted blessed trees.

6 Now the believers of God and the maidservants of the Merciful must
irrigate these fields and with the utmost power engage themselves in the
cultivation of these heavenly plantations so that the seeds may grow and
develop, prosperity and blessing be realized and many rich and great
harvests be gathered in.

7 The Kingdom of God is like unto a farmer who comes into possession of a
piece of pure and virgin soil. Heavenly seeds are scattered therein, the
clouds of divine providence pour down and the rays of the Sun of Reality
shine forth.

8 Now all these bounties exist and appear in full in these nine states.
The divine Gardener passed by that holy ground and scattered pure seeds
from the lordly teachings in that field; the rain of the bounties of God
poured down and the heat of the Sun of Reality--that is, the merciful
confirmations--shone with the utmost splendor. It is my hope that each one
of those blessed souls may become a peerless and unique irrigator and the
East and the West of America may become like unto a delectable paradise so
that all of you may hear from the Supreme Concourse the cry of "Blessed
are you, and again blessed are you!"

9 Upon you be greeting and praise!

The following supplication is to be read by the teachers and friends
daily:

O THOU kind Lord! Praise be unto Thee that Thou hast shown us the highway
of guidance, opened the doors of the kingdom and manifested Thyself
through the Sun of Reality. To the blind Thou hast given sight; to the
deaf Thou hast granted hearing; Thou hast resuscitated the dead; Thou hast
enriched the poor; Thou hast shown the way to those who have gone astray;
Thou hast led those with parched lips to the fountain of guidance; Thou
hast suffered the thirsty fish to reach the ocean of reality; and Thou
hast invited the wandering birds to the rose garden of grace.

O Thou Almighty! We are Thy servants and Thy poor ones; we are remote and
yearn for Thy presence, are athirst for the water of Thy fountain, are
ill, longing for Thy healing. We are walking in Thy path and have no aim
or hope save the diffusion of Thy fragrance, so that all souls may raise
the cry: O God, "Guide us to the straight path."(15) May their eyes be
opened to behold the light, and may they be freed from the darkness of
ignorance. May they gather around