Praised be Thou, O Lord my God! This is Thy servant who hath
quaffed from the hands of Thy grace the wine of Thy tender mercy, and tasted of
the savor of Thy love in Thy days. I beseech Thee, by the embodiments of Thy
names whom no grief can hinder from rejoicing in Thy love or from gazing on Thy
face, and whom all the hosts of the heedless are powerless to cause to turn
aside from the path of Thy pleasure, to supply him with the good things Thou
dost possess, and to raise him up to such heights that he will regard the world
even as a shadow that vanisheth swifter than the twinkling of an eye. - Baha’u’llah (‘Prayers and Meditations by Baha’u’llah’)
