At one time I hear His Voice as He acclaimeth Him Who is the Ever-Living,
the Ancient of Days, and at another time as He speaketh of the mystery of
His most august Name. And when He intoneth the anthems of the greatness of
God all Paradise waileth in its longing to gaze on His Beauty, and when He
chanteth words of praise and glorification of God all Paradise becomes
motionless like unto ice locked in the heart of a frost-bound mountain.
Methinks I visioned Him moving along a straight middle path wherein every
paradise was His Own paradise, every heaven His Own heaven, while the
whole earth and all that is therein appeared but as a ring upon the finger
of His servants. Glorified be God, His Creator, the Lord of everlasting
sovereignty. Verily He is none other but the servant of God, the Gate of
the Remnant of God your Lord, the Sovereign Truth. _Chapter XXIX._
"O Thou the Supreme Word of God! Fear not, nor be ..."
O Thou the Supreme Word of God! Fear not, nor be Thou grieved, for indeed
unto such as have responded to Thy Call, whether men or women, We have
assured forgiveness of sins, as known in the presence of the Best Beloved
and in conformity with what Thou desirest. Verily His knowledge embraceth
all things. I adjure Thee by My life, set Thy face towards Me and be not
apprehensive. Verily Thou art the Exalted One among the Celestial
Concourse, and Thy hidden Mystery hath, of a truth, been recorded upon the
Tablet of creation in the midst of the Burning Bush.
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