which the Son (Jesus) hath decreed.' And
whatsoever hath proceeded out of His blameless, His truth-speaking,
trustworthy mouth, can never be altered. The bells, verily, peal out My
Name, and lament over Me, but My spirit rejoiceth with evident gladness.
The body of the Loved One yearneth for the cross, and His head is eager
for the spear, in the path of the All-Merciful. The ascendancy of the
oppressor can in no wise deter Him from His purpose... The stars of the
heaven of knowledge have fallen, they that adduce the proofs they possess
in order to demonstrate the truth of My Cause, and who make mention of God
in My name. When I came unto them, in My majesty, however, they turned
aside from Me. They, verily, are of the fallen. This is what the Spirit
(Jesus) prophesied when He came with the truth, and the Jewish doctors
cavilled at Him, until they committed what made the Holy Spirit to lament,
and the eyes of such as enjoy near access to God to weep.

"O CONCOURSE of priests! Leave the bells, and come..."

O CONCOURSE of priests! Leave the bells, and come forth, then, from your
churches. It behoveth you, in this day, to proclaim aloud the Most Great
Name among the nations. Prefer ye to be silent, whilst every stone and
every tree shouteth aloud: 'The Lord is come in His great glory!' ...He
that summoneth men in My name is, verily, of Me, and he will show forth
that which is beyond the power of all that are on earth... Let the Breeze
of God awaken you. Verily, it hath wafted over the world. Well is it with
him that hath discovered the fragrance thereof and been accounted among
the well-assured....

"O CONCOURSE of priests! The Day of Reckoning hath..."

O CONCOURSE of priests! The Day of Reckoning hath appeared, the Day
whereon He Who was in heaven hath come. He, verily, is the One Whom ye
were promised in the Books of God, the Holy, the Almighty, the
All-Praised. How long will ye wander in the wilderness of heedlessness and
superstition? Turn with your hearts in the direction of your Lord, the
Forgiving, the Generous.

"O CONCOURSE of monks! Seclude not yourselves in..."

O CONCOURSE of monks! Seclude not yourselves in churches and cloisters.
Come forth by My leave, and occupy yourselves with that which will profit
your souls and the souls of men. Thus biddeth you the King of the Day of
Reckoning. Seclude yourselves in the stronghold of My love. This, verily,
is a befitting seclusion, were ye