Ever-Forgiving, the All-Bountiful.

LXXXVI: "GLORIFIED ART THOU, O LORD MY GOD! I YIELD THEE..."

Glorified art Thou, O Lord my God! I yield Thee thanks for that Thou hast
made me the target of divers tribulations and the mark of manifold trials,
in order that Thy servants may be endued with new life and all Thy
creatures may be quickened.

I swear by Thy glory, O Thou the Best Beloved of the worlds and the Desire
of all such as have recognized Thee! The one reason I wish to live is that
I may reveal Thy Cause, and I seek the continuance of life only that I may
be touched by adversity in Thy path.

I implore Thee, O Thou by Whose summons the hearts of all them who were
nigh unto Thee have soared into the atmosphere of Thy presence, to send
down upon Thy loved ones what will enable them to dispense with all else
except Thee. Endue them, then, with such constancy that they will arise to
proclaim Thy Cause, and will call on Thy name, before all that are in Thy
heaven and on Thy earth, in such wise that the Pharaonic cruelties
inflicted by the oppressors among Thy servants will not succeed in keeping
them back from Thee.

Thou art, verily, the God of power, the God of glory, the God of strength
and wisdom.

LXXXVII: "MAGNIFIED BE THY NAME, O LORD MY GOD! BEHOLD..."

Magnified be Thy name, O Lord my God! Behold Thou mine eye expectant to
gaze on the wonders of Thy mercy, and mine ear longing to hearken unto Thy
sweet melodies, and my heart yearning for the living waters of Thy
knowledge. Thou seest Thy handmaiden, O my God, standing before the
habitation of Thy mercy, and calling upon Thee by Thy name which Thou hast
chosen above all other names and set up over all that are in heaven and on
earth. Send down upon her the breaths of Thy mercy, that she may be
carried away wholly from herself, and be drawn entirely towards the seat
which, resplendent with the glory of Thy face, sheddeth afar the radiance
of Thy sovereignty, and is established as Thy throne. Potent art Thou to
do what Thou willest. No God is there beside Thee, the All-Glorious, the
Most Bountiful.

Cast not out, I entreat Thee, O my Lord, them that have sought Thee, and
turn not away such as have directed their steps towards Thee, and deprive
not of Thy grace all that love Thee. Thou art He, O my Lord, Who hath
called Himself the God of Mercy, the Most Compassionate. Have mercy, then,
upon Thy handmaiden who hath sought Thy shelter, a