O followers of all
religions! We behold you wandering distraught in the wilderness of error. Ye
are the fish of this Ocean; wherefore do ye withhold yourselves from that which
sustaineth you? Lo, it surgeth before your faces. Hasten unto it from every
clime. This is the day whereon the Rock [1] crieth out and shouteth, and
celebrateth the praise of its Lord, the All-Possessing, the Most High, saying: “Lo! The Father is come, and that which ye were
promised in the Kingdom is fulfilled!” This is the Word which was preserved
behind the veils of grandeur, and which, when the Promise came to pass, shed
its radiance from the horizon of the Divine Will with clear tokens.
- Baha'u'llah (Tablet to Pope Pius IX,
Suriy-i-Haykal [Tablet of Temple]; ‘The Summons of the Lord of Hosts’)
[1] Peter
