(۳۲) يَا ابْنَ العَماءِ جَعَلْتُ لَكَ الْمَوْتَ بِشَارَةً، كَيْفَ تَحْزَنُ مِنْهُ. وَجَعَلْتُ النُّورَ لَكَ ضِياءً، كَيْفَ تَحْتَجِبُ عَنْهُ.
O SON OF THE SUPREME! I have made death a messenger of joy to thee. Wherefore dost thou grieve? I made the light to shed on thee its splendor. Why dost thou veil thyself therefrom?