se beauty is my
sanctuary, Whose court is my goal, Whose remembrance is my wish, Whose
affection is my solace, Whose love is my begetter, Whose praise is my
companion, Whose nearness is my hope, Whose presence is my greatest
longing and supreme aspiration! Disappoint me not, I entreat Thee, by
withholding from me the things Thou didst ordain for the chosen ones among
Thy handmaidens, and supply me with the good of this world and of the
world to come.

Thou art, verily, the Lord of creation. No God is there beside Thee, the
Ever-Forgiving, the Most Bountiful.

XCIX: "GLORIFIED ART THOU, O LORD MY GOD! I PRAY THEE,..."

Glorified art Thou, O Lord my God! I pray Thee, by Him Who is the
Day-Spring of Thy signs and the Manifestation of Thy names, and the
Treasury of Thine inspiration, and the Repository of Thy wisdom, to send
upon Thy loved ones that which will enable them to cleave steadfastly to
Thy Cause, and to recognize Thy unity, and to acknowledge Thy oneness, and
to bear witness to Thy divinity. Raise them up, O my God, to such heights
that they will recognize in all things the tokens of the power of Him Who
is the Manifestation of Thy most august and all-glorious Self.

Thou art He, O my Lord, Who doeth what He willeth, and ordaineth what He
pleaseth. Every possessor of power is forlorn before the revelations of
Thy might, and every fountain of honor becomes abject when confronted by
the manifold evidences of Thy great glory.

I beseech Thee, by Thyself and by whatsoever is of Thee, to grant that I
may help Thy Cause and speak of Thy praise, and set my heart on the
sanctuary of Thy glory, and detach myself from all that pertaineth not
unto Thee. No God is there beside Thee, the God of power, the God of glory
and wisdom.

C: "PRAISED BE THOU, O LORD MY GOD! THOU BEHOLDEST..."

Praised be Thou, O Lord my God! Thou beholdest my perplexity, and the
depth of mine anguish, and the agony of my soul, and the afflictions which
beset me. By Thy glory! My heart crieth to Thee by reason of the things
that have befallen my loved ones in Thy path, and mine eyes run down with
tears for them who, in these days, have ascended unto Thee, who have cast
the world behind their backs, and set their faces towards the shores of
Thy transcendent mercy.

Clothe them, O my God, with the robe of Thy favor and the raiment of Thy
loving providence, which Thou hast reserved for Thine own Self and woven
with the hands