Editing Gleanings121/GPT5 1

Say: O concourse of the fettered, die in your rage. The sun of majesty has risen from the horizon of the Cause, and by its radiance all existence has been illumined, yet you were heedless of it and were of the heedless. Therefore have mercy on yourselves and do not deny Him in whom you believed, and be not of the prodigal. By God, the True One: if you disbelieve in this Cause, all the religions may laugh at you, for you argued among them to prove your cause by the verses of God, the All-Subduing, the All-Powerful, the Mighty, the All-Knowing; but when they were revealed once again with great sovereignty, you then denied them. Woe to you, O concourse of the heedless.