joice only at the Divine
Springtime of Thy tender mercies, whereby the hearts are quickened, and
the souls are renewed, and the trees of human existence bear their fruits.

The plants that have sprung forth, O my Lord, in the hearts of Thy loved
ones have withered away. Send down upon them, from the clouds of Thy
spirit, that which will cause the tender herbs of Thy knowledge and wisdom
to grow within their breasts. Rejoice, then, their hearts with the
proclamation of Thy Cause and the exaltation of Thy sovereignty.

Their eyes, O my Lord, are expectantly turned in the direction of Thy
bounty, and their faces are set towards the horizon of Thy grace. Suffer
them not, through Thy bounty, to be deprived of Thy grace. Potent art
Thou, by Thy sovereign might, over all things. No God is there but Thee,
the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.

CXVIII: "THOU SEEST, O MY GOD, HOW THY SERVANTS HAVE..."

Thou seest, O my God, how Thy servants have been cleaving fast to Thy
names, and have been calling on them in the daytime and in the night
season. No sooner, however, had He been made manifest through Whose word
the kingdom of names and the heaven of eternity were created, than they
broke away from Him and disbelieved in the greatest of Thy signs. They
finally banished Him from the land of His birth, and caused Him to dwell
within the most desolate of Thy cities, though all the world had been
built up by Thee for His sake. Within this, the Most Great Prison, He hath
established His seat. Though sore tried by trials, the like of which the
eye of creation hath not seen, He summoneth the people unto Thee, O Thou
Who art the Fashioner of the universe!

I beseech Thee, O Thou the Shaper of all the nations and the Quickener of
every moldering bone, to graciously enable Thy servants to recognize Him
Who is the Manifestation of Thy Self and the Revealer of Thy transcendent
might, that they may cut down, by Thy power, all the idols of their
corrupt inclinations, and enter beneath the shadow of Thine
all-encompassing mercy, which, by virtue of Thy name, the Most Exalted,
the All-Glorious, hath surpassed the entire creation.

I know not, O my God, how long will Thy creatures continue to slumber on
the bed of forgetfulness and evil desires, and remain far removed from
Thee and shut out from Thy presence. Draw them nearer, O my God, unto the
scene of Thine effulgent glory, and enrapture their hearts with the sweet