Kitab-i-Badi/English469

Oh Beloved, how can I see the pen of the close friend whom you sent by your command and whom you made a lamp of your revelation among your servants and the word of your command among your creatures? Ah, ah, from my shyness, which will not go away from me as long as you honor and perpetuate your being. Grant me, O my God, that you have immersed me in the ocean of forgiveness, so how can the smells of disobedience that have not come before me in your days go away from me? O my God, by Your forbearance with which You did not seize Your enemies, but extended them with the authority of Your judgment, so that whoever wants to draw the sword of hatred against Your face, You have sharpened [250] for the wisdom that was hidden from the eyes of Your creation, and with Your providence that the affairs of Your creation and the work of the polytheists in Your lands did not hold back. To bring me back to non-existence, then resurrect me in your days with the authority of your will once again. Perhaps what was apparent from me in the first turn would be erased from my heart, and I would be unaware of what I had committed, in order to make this heedlessness a blessing upon myself, a mercy upon my being, and a concern for myself. And you are the Almighty, the Exalted, the Mighty, the Generous.”