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LVIII: “Praise be to Thee, to Whom the tongues of all…” |
Praise be to Thee, to Whom the tongues of all
created things have, from eternity, called, and yet
failed to attain the heaven of Thine eternal holiness
and grandeur. The eyes of all beings have been opened
to behold the beauty of Thy radiant countenance,
yet none hath succeeded in gazing on the brightness
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of the light of Thy face. The hands of them that are
nigh unto Thee have, ever since the foundation of
Thy glorious sovereignty and the establishment of
Thy holy dominion, been raised suppliantly towards
Thee, yet no one hath been able to touch the hem
of the robe that clotheth Thy Divine and sovereign
Essence. And yet none can deny that Thou hast ever
been, through the wonders of Thy generosity and
bounty, supreme over all things, art powerful to do
all things, and art nearer unto all things than they
are unto themselves.
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Far be it, then, from Thy glory that anyone
should gaze on Thy wondrous beauty with any eye
save Thine own eye, or hear the melodies proclaiming
Thine almighty sovereignty with any ear except Thine
own ear. Too high art Thou exalted for the eye of
any creature to behold Thy beauty, or for the understanding
of any heart to scale the heights of Thine
immeasurable knowledge. For should the birds of the
hearts of them that are nigh unto Thee be ever enabled
to soar as long as Thine own overpowering
sovereignty can endure, or to ascend as long as the
empire of Thy Divine holiness can last, they shall, in
no wise, be able to transcend the limitations which a
contingent world hath imposed upon them, nor pass
beyond its confines. How, then, can he whose very
creation is restricted by such limitations, attain unto
Him Who is the Lord of the Kingdom of all created
things, or ascend into the heaven of Him Who ruleth
the realms of loftiness and grandeur?
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Glorified, immeasurably glorified art Thou, my
Best-Beloved! Inasmuch as Thou hast ordained that
the utmost limit to which they who lift their hearts
to Thee can rise is the confession of their powerlessness
to enter the realms of Thy holy and transcendent
unity, and that the highest station which they who
aspire to know Thee can reach is the acknowledgment
of their impotence to attain the retreats of Thy sublime
knowledge I, therefore, beseech Thee, by this
very powerlessness which is beloved of Thee, and
which Thou hast decreed as the goal of them that have
reached and attained Thy court, and by the splendors
of Thy countenance that have encompassed all things,
and by the energies of Thy Will whereby the entire
creation hath been generated, not to deprive them
that have set their hopes in Thee of the wonders of
Thy mercy, nor to withhold from such as have sought
Thee the treasures of Thy grace. Ignite, then, within
their hearts the torch of Thy love, that its flame may
consume all else except their wondrous remembrance
of Thee, and that no trace may be left in those hearts
except the gem-like evidences of Thy most holy
sovereignty, so that from the land wherein they dwell
no voice may be heard except the voice that extolleth
Thy mercifulness and might, that on the earth on
which they walk no light may shine except the light
of Thy beauty, and that within every soul naught
may be discovered except the revelation of Thy countenance
and the tokens of Thy glory, that haply Thy
servants may show forth only that which shall please
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Thee and shall conform wholly unto Thy most
potent will.
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Glory be to Thee, O my God! The power of Thy
might beareth me witness! I can have no doubt that
should the holy breaths of Thy loving-kindness and
the breeze of Thy bountiful favor cease, for less than
the twinkling of an eye, to breathe over all created
things, the entire creation would perish, and all that
are in heaven and on earth would be reduced to utter
nothingness. Magnified, therefore, be the marvelous
evidences of Thy transcendent power! Magnified be
the potency of Thine exalted might! Magnified be the
majesty of Thine all-encompassing greatness, and the
energizing influence of Thy will! Such is Thy greatness
that wert Thou to concentrate the eyes of all
men in the eye of one of Thy servants, and to compress
all their hearts within his heart, and wert Thou
to enable him to behold within himself all the things
Thou hast created through Thy power and fashioned
through Thy might, and were he to ponder, throughout
eternity, over the realms of Thy creation and the
range of Thy handiwork, he would unfailingly discover
that there is no created thing but is overshadowed
by Thine all-conquering power, and is vitalized
through Thine all-embracing sovereignty.
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Behold me, then, O my God, fallen prostrate upon
the dust before Thee, confessing my powerlessness
and Thine omnipotence, my poverty and Thy wealth,
mine evanescence and Thine eternity, mine utter
abasement and Thine infinite glory. I recognize that
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there is none other God but Thee, that Thou hast no
peer nor partner, none to equal or rival Thee. In
Thine unapproachable loftiness Thou hast, from eternity,
been exalted above the praise of any one but
Thee, and shalt continue for ever, in Thy transcendent
singleness and glory, to be sanctified from the
glorification of any one except Thine own Self.
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I swear by Thy might, O my Beloved! To make
mention of any created thing beseemeth not Thy
most exalted Self, and to bestow any praise upon any
one of Thy creatures would be wholly unworthy of
Thy great glory. Nay, such a mention would be but
blasphemy uttered within the court of Thy holiness,
and such praise would amount to no less than a transgression
in the face of the evidences of Thy Divine
sovereignty. For the mere mention of any one of
Thy creatures would in itself imply an assertion of
their existence before the court of Thy singleness and
unity. Such an assertion would be naught but open
blasphemy, an act of impiety, the essence of profanity
and a wanton crime.
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Wherefore, I bear witness with my soul, my spirit,
my entire being, that should They Who are the Day-Springs
of Thy most holy unity and the Manifestations
of Thy transcendent oneness be able to soar so
long as Thine own sovereignty endureth and Thine
all-compelling authority can last, they will fail in the
end to attain unto even the precincts of the court
wherein Thou didst reveal the effulgence of but one
of Thy most mighty Names. Glorified, glorified be,
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therefore, Thy wondrous majesty. Glorified, glorified
be Thine unattainable loftiness. Glorified, glorified be
the préeminence of Thy kingship and the sublimity
of Thine authority and power.
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The highest faculties which the learned have possessed,
and whatsoever truths they, in their search
after the gems of Thy knowledge, have discovered;
the brightest realities with which the wise have been
endowed, and whatever secrets they, in their attempts
to fathom the mysteries of Thy wisdom, have unraveled,
have all been created through the generative
power of the Spirit that was breathed into the
Pen which Thy hands have fashioned. How, then, can
the thing which Thy Pen hath created be capable of
comprehending those treasures of Thy Faith with
which, as decreed by Thee, that Pen hath been invested?
How can it ever know of the Fingers that
grasp Thy Pen, and of Thy merciful favors with
which it hath been endowed? How can it, already
unable to reach this station, be made aware of the
existence of Thy Hand that controlleth the Fingers
of Thy might? How can it attain unto the comprehension
of the nature of Thy Will that animateth the
movement of Thy Hand?
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Glorified, glorified be Thou, O my God! How can
I ever hope to ascend into the heaven of Thy most
holy will, or gain admittance into the tabernacle of
Thy Divine knowledge, knowing as I do that the
minds of the wise and learned are impotent to fathom
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the secrets of Thy handiwork—a handiwork which is
itself but a creation of Thy will?
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Praise be to Thee, O Lord, my God, my Master,
my Possessor, my King. Now that I have confessed
unto Thee my powerlessness and the powerlessness of
all created things, and have acknowledged my poverty
and the poverty of the entire creation, I call unto
Thee with my tongue and the tongues of all that are
in heaven and on earth, and beseech Thee with my
heart and the hearts of all that have entered beneath
the shadow of Thy names and Thine attributes, not to
shut us from the doors of Thy loving-kindness and
grace, nor to suffer the breeze of Thy bountiful care
and favor to cease from being wafted over our souls,
nor to permit that our hearts be occupied with any
one except Thee, or our minds to be busied with any
remembrance save remembrance of Thy Self.
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By the glory of Thy might, O my God! Wert Thou
to set me king over Thy realms, and to establish me
upon the throne of Thy sovereignty, and to deliver,
through Thy power, the reins of the entire creation
into my hands, and wert Thou to cause me, though
it be for less than a moment, to be occupied with
these things and be oblivious of the wondrous memories
associated with Thy most mighty, most perfect,
and most exalted Name, my soul would still remain
unsatisfied, and the pangs of my heart unstilled.
Nay, I would, in that very state, recognize myself as
the poorest of the poor, and the most wretched of
the wretched.
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Magnified be Thy name, O my God! Now that
Thou hast caused me to apprehend this truth, I beseech
Thee by Thy Name which no scroll can bear,
which no heart can imagine and no tongue can utter—a Name which will remain concealed so long as
Thine own Essence is hidden, and will be glorified so
long as Thine own Being is extolled—to unfurl, ere
the present year draw to a close, the ensigns of Thine
undisputed ascendancy and triumph, that the whole
creation may be enriched by Thy wealth, and may
be exalted through the ennobling influence of Thy
transcendent sovereignty, and that all may arise and
promote Thy Cause.
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