Praise be to Thee, O Thou Who art the Well-Beloved of all
that have known Thee, and the Desire of the hearts of such as are devoted to
Thee, inasmuch as Thou hast made me a target for the ills that I suffer in my
love for Thee, and the object of the assaults launched against me in Thy path.
Thy glory beareth me witness! I can, on no account, feel impatient of the
adversities that I have borne in my love for Thee. From the very day Thou didst
reveal Thyself unto me, I have accepted for myself every manner of tribulation…
Behold, then, O my God, my loneliness among Thy servants and my remoteness from
Thy friends and Thy chosen ones…
Thou art, verily, the Lord of Bahá, and the Beloved of his
heart, and the Object of his desire, and the Inspirer of his tongue, and the
Source of his soul. No God is there but Thee, the Inaccessible, the Most High.
Thou art, verily, the Almighty, the Most Exalted, the Ever-Forgiving, the Most
Merciful.
- Baha’u’llah (‘Prayers and Meditations by Baha’u’llah’)
