Suffer me, O my God, to draw nigh unto Thee, and to abide
within the precincts of Thy court, for remoteness from Thee hath well-nigh
consumed me. Cause me to rest under the shadow of the wings of Thy grace, for
the flame of my separation from Thee hath melted my heart within me. Draw me
nearer unto the river that is life indeed, for my soul burneth with thirst in
its ceaseless search after Thee. My sighs, O my God, proclaim the bitterness of
mine anguish, and the tears I shed attest my love for Thee.
I beseech Thee, by the praise wherewith Thou praisest
Thyself and the glory wherewith Thou glorifiest Thine own Essence, to grant
that we may be numbered among them that have recognized Thee and acknowledged
Thy sovereignty in Thy days. Help us then to quaff, O my God, from the fingers
of mercy the living waters of Thy loving-kindness, that we may utterly forget
all else except Thee, and be occupied only with Thy Self. Powerful art Thou to
do what Thou willest. No God is there beside Thee, the Mighty, the Help in
Peril, the Self-Subsisting.
Glorified be Thy name, O Thou Who art the King of all Kings!
- Baha’u’llah (‘Prayers and Meditations by Baha’u’llah’)