Editing Gleanings15/GPT5 1

Say: The Cause says: The sovereignty on that Day is God’s. The Tongue of Power says: The dominion on that Day is God’s. The dove of the cloud-mist upon the bough of everlastingness sings: Glory be to God, the One, the All-Compelling. The dove of the Cause warbles on the branches of Ridván: Bounty on that Day is God’s, the One, the All-Forgiving. The cock of the Throne, in the thicket of Holiness, proclaims: Verily, victory on that Day is God’s, the Single, the Omnipotent, the All-Subduing. The heart of every thing within every thing calls out: Pardon on that Day is God’s, the One, the Single, the All-Sovereign, the Concealing. The Spirit of Bahá above the head, the station of Him Who cannot be pointed to by the indications of contingent beings, speaks: By God! He has appeared—He of pure primordialness, possessed of majesty and might. There is no God but Him, the Mighty, the Omnipotent, the Exalted, the All-Knowing, the All-Encompassing, the All-Seeing, the All-Aware, the All-Sovereign, the All-Illuminating.