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Oh my God, do not prevent them from what appeared between them and do not deprive them of what you have filtered in those days from the clouds of your mercy and the clouds of your bounty! Then I can hear them, O my God, at all times, your tunes and your melodies, which have been lifted up from the seat of the throne of your unity and the seat of glory of your individuality! Then accept from them, O my God, what was left from them in your days when the sun of your beauty shone above the horizon of your will, and the authority of the messengers was to walk among them with your power and greatness. And you see, O my God, that at that time weeping prevented me from remembering You and praising You and those whom You attributed to Your Manifestation with what came to my mind to mention My Beloved[393], My purpose and my hope, and His days and affairs.
Glory be to You, O God, my God, the tongues of possibilities bear witness to Your dominion and power, and to my poverty and poverty when Your riches appear. So, my God, look at this disobedient who has always been looking at half of your forgiveness and his heart is directed to the horizon of your bounty and talents, and I, my God, from the first day that you created me by your order and revived me[396] from the breezes of the goodness of your mercy, I did not turn to anyone without you And I rose up to meet the enemies of your authority and power, and called everyone to the shores of the sea of your monotheism and the sky of glory of your uniqueness. And I did not want in my days to protect myself from the tyrants of your creation, but to exalt your reputation among your creatures. And with that, what no one of your creation has carried has been given to me.

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Glory be to You, O God, my God, the tongues of possibilities bear witness to Your dominion and power, and to my poverty and poverty when Your riches appear. So, my God, look at this disobedient who has always been looking at half of your forgiveness and his heart is directed to the horizon of your bounty and talents, and I, my God, from the first day that you created me by your order and revived me[396] from the breezes of the goodness of your mercy, I did not turn to anyone without you And I rose up to meet the enemies of your authority and power, and called everyone to the shores of the sea of your monotheism and the sky of glory of your uniqueness. And I did not want in my days to protect myself from the tyrants of your creation, but to exalt your reputation among your creatures. And with that, what no one of your creation has carried has been given to me.