I swear by God, O King! Wert thou to incline thine ear to the melodies of that Nightingale which
warbleth in manifold accents upon the mystic bough as bidden by thy Lord, the
All-Merciful, thou wouldst cast away thy sovereignty and set thy face towards
this Scene of transcendent glory, above whose horizon shineth the Book of the
Dawntide, and wouldst expend all that
thou possessest in thine eagerness to obtain the things of God. Then wouldst
thou find thyself raised up to the summit of exaltation and glory, and elevated
to the pinnacle of majesty and independence. Thus hath the decree been recorded in the Mother Book by the Pen of the
All-Merciful.
- Baha'u'llah (Tablet to
Nasiri’d-Din Shah, Suriy-i-Haykal [Tablet of Temple]; ‘The Summons of the Lord
of Hosts’)
