O Peerless Lord! Be Thou a shelter for this poor child and a
kind and forgiving Master unto this erring and unhappy soul. O Lord! Though we
are but worthless plants, yet we belong to Thy garden of roses. Though saplings
without leaves and blossoms, yet we are a part of Thine orchard. Nurture this
plant then through the outpourings of the clouds of Thy tender mercy and
quicken and refresh this sapling through the reviving breath of Thy spiritual
springtime. Suffer him to become heedful, discerning and noble, and grant that
he may attain eternal life and abide in Thy Kingdom for evermore.
- 'Abdu'l-Bahá (Compilation: ‘Baha'i Prayers’, 1991 edition)
