CLXVIII: “O my Lord! Make Thy beauty to be my food, and…”
O my Lord! Make Thy beauty to be my food, and
Thy presence my drink, and Thy pleasure my hope,
and praise of Thee my action, and remembrance of
Thee my companion, and the power of Thy sovereignty
my succorer, and Thy habitation my home,
and my dwelling-place the seat Thou hast sanctified
from the limitations imposed upon them who are
shut out as by a veil from Thee.
Thou art, verily, the Almighty, the All-Glorious,
the Most Powerful.