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Prayers and Meditations by Bahá'u'lláh
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Pages 238-240
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CXLIX: "Glorified art Thou, O my God! I give praise to..."
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Glorified art Thou, O my God! I give praise to Thee, that Thou hast made me able so to reveal Thine
utterances, and manifest Thy proofs and Thy testimonies,
that every proof hath been made to circle
round my will, and every testimony to compass my
pleasure. Thou seest me, O my Lord, lying at the
mercy of Thine adversaries, who have repudiated Thy
signs, and refuted Thy testimony, and turned back
from Thy beauty, and resolved to shed Thy blood. I
beseech Thee, O Thou Who art the Lord of all names,
by Thy name through which Thou hast subdued all
created things, to graciously aid Thy servants and
Thy loved ones to cleave steadfastly to Thy Cause.
Give them, then, to drink what will quicken their
hearts in Thy days. Enable them, moreover, O my
Lord, to fix their gaze at all times upon Thy pleasure,
and to yield Thee thanks for the evidences of Thine
irrevocable decree. For Thou art, verily, praiseworthy
in all that Thou hast done in the past, or wilt do in
the future, and art to be obeyed in whatsoever Thou
hast wished or wilt wish, and to be loved in all that
Thou hast desired or wilt desire. Thou lookest upon
them that are dear to Thee with the eyes of Thy
loving-kindness, and sendest down for them only that
which will profit them through Thy grace and Thy
gifts.
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We entreat Thee, O Thou Who art the Cloud of
Bounty and the Succorer of the distressed, that
Thou wilt aid us to remember Thee, and to make
known Thy Cause, and to arise to help Thee. Though
all weakness, we yet have clung to Thy Name, the
Most Powerful, the Almighty.
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Bless Thou, O my God, them that have stood fast
in Thy Cause, and whom the evil suggestions of
the workers of iniquity have failed to deter from
turning towards Thy face, and who have hastened
with their whole hearts toward Thy grace, until they
finally quaffed the water that is life indeed from the
hands of Thy bounty.
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Potent art Thou to do Thy pleasure. No God is
there save Thee, the Mighty, the Most Generous.
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