Editing Gleanings98/GPT5 2

There is no god but Me, the Sovereign, the Self-Subsisting. O company of scholars, is any among you able to contend with Me in the میدان of unveiling and gnosis, or to range in the میدان of wisdom and elucidation? No, by My Lord, the All-Merciful: all that is upon it shall perish. This is the countenance of your Mighty, Beloved Lord. O people, We have ordained the sciences for the knowledge of the Known, yet you have veiled yourselves by them from its dawning-place, through which every hidden matter has been made manifest. If you knew the horizon from which the sun of utterance has risen, you would cast aside mankind and what they possess, and turn toward the Praised Station.