orious Thy forbearing servants in ..."

O Lord! Render victorious Thy forbearing servants in Thy days by granting
them a befitting victory, inasmuch as they have sought martyrdom in Thy
path. Send down upon them that which will bring comfort to their minds,
will rejoice their inner beings, will impart assurance to their hearts and
tranquillity to their bodies and will enable their souls to ascend to the
presence of God, the Most Exalted, and to attain the supreme Paradise and
such retreats of glory as Thou hast destined for men of true knowledge and
virtue. Verily Thou knowest all things, while we are but Thy servants, Thy
thralls, Thy bondsmen and Thy poor ones. No Lord but Thee do we invoke, O
God our Lord, nor do we implore blessings or grace from anyone but Thee, O
Thou Who art the God of mercy unto this world and the next. We are but the
embodiments of poverty, of nothingness, of helplessness and of perdition,
while Thy whole Being betokeneth wealth, independence, glory, majesty and
boundless grace.

Turn our recompense, O Lord, into that which well beseemeth Thee of the
good of this world and of the next, and of the manifold bounties which
extend from on high down to the earth below.

Verily Thou art our Lord and the Lord of all things. Into Thy hands do we
surrender ourselves, yearning for the things that pertain unto Thee.

"Glorified be Thy Name, O Lord! In whom shall I ..."

Glorified be Thy Name, O Lord! In whom shall I take refuge while Thou art
in truth my God and my Beloved; unto whom shall I turn for shelter while
Thou art my Lord and my Possessor; and towards whom shall I flee while
Thou art in truth my Master and my Sanctuary; and whom shall I implore
while Thou art in truth my Treasure and the Goal of my desire; and through
whom shall I plead before Thee, while Thou art in truth my highest
aspiration and supreme desire? Every hope hath been frustrated save the
yearning for Thy heavenly grace, and every door is barred except the
portal leading to the well-spring of Thy blessings.

I beseech Thee, O my Lord, by Thy most effulgent splendour, before whose
brightness every soul humbly boweth down and prostrateth itself in
adoration for Thy sake--a splendour before whose radiance fire is turned
into light, the dead are brought to life and every difficulty is changed
into ease. I entreat Thee by this great, this wondrous splendour and by
the glory of Thine exalted sovereignty, O Thou Who art the