Glorified and exalted art Thou, and praise be unto Thee for whatsoever
Thou lovest and desirest, and thanks be unto Thee for that which Thou hast
decreed and preordained. From time immemorial Thy tender mercy hath been
sent down and the process of Thy creation hath been and ever is ceaseless.
Thy handiwork is unlike the work of anyone besides Thee, and Thy goodly
gifts are unparalleled by the gifts of anyone other than Thyself.

Praise be unto Thee, O My Beloved, and magnified be Thy Name. Ever since
the hour I set foot upon this fortress till the moment I shall have
departed therefrom, I behold Thee established upon Thy seat of glory and
majesty, sending down upon Me the manifold tokens of Thy bountiful favour
and grace. Thou beholdest that My dwelling place is but the heart of the
mountains, and Thou discernest naught in My Person except the evidences of
abasement and loneliness.

Lauded be Thy Name; I render Thee thanks for every instance of Thine
inscrutable Decree and offer My praise for every token of Thy
tribulations. Having suffered Me to be cast into the prison, Thou didst
turn it into a garden of Paradise for Me and caused it to become a chamber
of the court of everlasting fellowship.

How numerous the verses Thou didst send down unto Me, and the prayers Thou
didst hear Me offer unto Thee. How diverse the revelations which Thou
didst call into being through Me and the experiences Thou didst witness in
Me.

Magnified be Thy Name. Manifold trials have been powerless to deter Me
from yielding thanks unto Thee and My shortcomings have failed to keep Me
back from extolling Thy virtues. The infidels had purposed to turn My
abode into one of disgrace and humiliation. But Thou hast glorified Me
through My remembrance of Thee, hast exalted Me through My praise of Thee,
hast graciously aided Me through the revelations of Thy oneness, and hast
conferred upon Me a great honour through the effulgent splendours of Thine
ancient eternity. To the fire Thou dost command, 'Be thou a soothing balm
unto My Servant', and to the prison, 'Be thou a seat of tender compassion
to My Servant, as a token from My presence'. Yea, I swear by Thy glory; to
Me the prison hath proved to be naught but the most delightful garden of
Paradise and hath served as the noblest spot in the realm above.

Praised and glorified art Thou. How often did adversities descend upon Me
and Thou didst temper them and avert them through Thy gracious favour;