ar sake." She would call to mind
the defenseless family of the martyred Husayn, and what calamities they
were privileged to bear in the pathway of God. And as she pondered those
events, her heart would leap up, and she would cry, "Praise be to God! We
too have become companions of the Prophet's Household."(101)

Because the family was in such straits, Baha'u'llah directed them to come
to the Most Great Prison so that, sheltered in these precincts of
abounding grace, they might be compensated for all that had passed. Here
for a time she lived, joyful, thankful, and praising God. And although the
son of the King of Martyrs, Mirza 'Abdu'l-Husayn, died in the prison,
still his mother, Fatimih, accepted this, resigned herself to the will of
God, did not so much as sigh or cry out, and did not go into mourning. Not
a word did she utter to bespeak her grief.

This handmaid of God was infinitely patient, dignified and reserved, and
at all times thankful. But then Baha'u'llah left the world, and this was
the supreme affliction, the ultimate anguish, and she could endure no
more. The shock and alarm were such that like a fish taken from the water
she writhed on the ground, trembled and shook as if her whole being
quaked, until at last she took leave of her children and she died. She
rose up into the shadowing mercy of God and was plunged in an ocean of
light. Unto her be salutations and praise, compassion and glory. May God
make sweet her resting-place with the outpourings of His heavenly mercy;
in the shade of the Divine Lote-Tree(102) may He honor her dwelling.

He is God!(103)

Thou seest, O my Lord, the assemblage of Thy loved ones, the company of
Thy friends, gathered by the precincts of Thine all-sufficing Shrine, and
in the neighborhood of Thine exalted garden, on a day among the days of
Thy Ridvan Feast--that blessed time when Thou didst dawn upon the world,
shedding thereon the lights of Thy holiness, spreading abroad the bright
rays of Thy oneness, and didst issue forth from Ba_gh_dad, with a majesty
and might that encompassed all mankind; with a glory that made all to fall
prostrate before Thee, all heads to bow, every neck to bend low, and the
gaze of every man to be cast down. They are calling Thee to mind and
making mention of Thee, their breasts gladdened with the lights of Thy
bestowals, their souls restored by the evidences of Thy gifts, speaking
Thy praise, turning their faces toward Thy Kingdom, humbly suppli