Lauded and glorified art Thou, O my God! I entreat Thee by
the sighing of Thy lovers and by the tears shed by them that long to behold
Thee, not to withhold from me Thy tender mercies in Thy Day, nor to deprive me
of the melodies of the Dove that extolleth Thy oneness before the light that
shineth from Thy face. … I implore Thee, therefore, by Thy Self, the Exalted,
the Most High, not to abandon me unto mine own self and unto the desires of a
corrupt inclination. Hold Thou my hand with the hand of Thy power, and deliver
me from the depths of my fancies and idle imaginings, and cleanse me of all
that is abhorrent unto Thee. - Baha’u’llah (‘Prayers and Meditations’)
