I am aware, O Lord, that my trespasses have covered my face
with shame in Thy presence, and have burdened my back before Thee, have
intervened between me and Thy beauteous countenance, have compassed me from
every direction and have hindered me on all sides from gaining access unto the
revelations of Thy celestial power.
O Lord! If Thou forgivest me not, who is there then to grant
pardon, and if Thou hast no mercy upon me who is capable of showing compassion?
Glory be unto Thee, Thou didst create me when I was non-existent and Thou didst
nourish me while I was devoid of any understanding. Praise be unto Thee, every
evidence of bounty proceedeth from Thee and every token of grace emanateth from
the treasuries of Thy decree.
- The Báb (‘Selections from the Writings of the
Báb)
