O concourse of monks! The fragrances of the All-Merciful have
wafted over all creation. Happy the man that hath forsaken his desires, and
taken fast hold of guidance. He, indeed, is of those who have attained unto the
presence of God in this Day, a Day whereon commotions have seized the dwellers
of the earth and filled with dismay all save those who have been exempted by
God, He Who layeth low the necks of men.
Adorn ye your bodies whilst the raiment of God is stained
with the blood of hatred at the hands of the people of denial? Issue forth from
your habitations and bid the people enter the Kingdom of God, the Lord of the
Day of Judgement. The Word which the Son concealed is made manifest. It hath
been sent down in the form of the human temple in this day. Blessed be the Lord
Who is the Father! He, verily, is come unto the nations in His most great
majesty. Turn your faces towards Him, O concourse of the righteous!
- Baha'u'llah (Suriy-i-Haykal [Tablet of Temple]; ‘The
Summons of the Lord of Hosts’)
