have been abandoned in the darkness of
desolation: Where is the shining of the morn of Thy reunion, O Desire of
the worlds?

The bodies of Thy chosen ones lie quivering on distant sands: Where is the
ocean of Thy presence, O Enchanter of the worlds?

Longing hands are uplifted to the heaven of Thy grace and generosity:
Where are the rains of Thy bestowal, O Answerer of the worlds?

The infidels have arisen in tyranny on every hand: Where is the compelling
power of Thine ordaining pen, O Conqueror of the worlds?

The barking of dogs is loud on every side: Where is the lion of the forest
of Thy might, O Chastiser of the worlds?

Coldness hath gripped all mankind: Where is the warmth of Thy love, O Fire
of the worlds?

Calamity hath reached its height: Where are the signs of Thy succor, O
Salvation of the worlds?

Darkness hath enveloped most of the peoples: Where is the brightness of
Thy splendor, O Radiance of the worlds?

The necks of men are stretched out in malice: Where are the swords of Thy
vengeance, O Destroyer of the worlds?

Abasement hath reached its lowest depth: Where are the emblems of Thy
glory, O Glory of the worlds?

Sorrows have afflicted the Revealer of Thy Name, the All-Merciful: Where
is the joy of the Dayspring of Thy Revelation, O Delight of the worlds?

Anguish hath befallen all the peoples of the earth: Where are the ensigns
of Thy gladness, O Joy of the worlds?

Thou seest the Dawning Place of Thy signs veiled by evil suggestions:
Where are the fingers of Thy might, O Power of the worlds?

Sore thirst hath overcome all men: Where is the river of Thy bounty, O
Mercy of the worlds?

Greed hath made captive all mankind: Where are the embodiments of
detachment, O Lord of the worlds?

Thou seest this Wronged One lonely in exile: Where are the hosts of the
heaven of Thy Command, O Sovereign of the worlds?

I have been forsaken in a foreign land: Where are the emblems of Thy
faithfulness, O Trust of the worlds?

The agonies of death have laid hold on all men: Where is the surging of
Thine ocean of eternal life, O Life of the worlds?

The whisperings of Satan have been breathed to every creature: Where is
the meteor of Thy fire, O Light of the worlds?

The drunkenness of passion hath perverted most of mankind: Where are the
daysprings of purity, O Desire of the worlds?

Thou seest this Wronged One veiled in tyranny among the Syrians: Where is
the radiance of Thy dawning light, O