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Where is the abode of the tyranny of Abhi, where are the most beautiful words in conversations with the Most High God, the Most High descends: Upon you, O Baha’u’llah, beloved of Baha, is the remembrance of God and His splendor, then the splendor of the people of the Most High, then the splendor of the people of the cities of survival, then the splendor of all things, then the splendor of yourself For yourself, and the splendor of this splendor that appeared for your victory between the two worlds. O Beloved of Baha, by Your might and majesty, You did not fall short in conveying Your message to Your servants and managing Your creation, and in all of that You desired nothing but their submission before the authority of Your Oneness and reverence at the appearance of the lights of Your destination. By Your glory, O my Beloved, I find myself ashamed of what I have communicated to my advent, as you breathed only with my remembrance, and you spoke only to prove my case, and nothing came out of your pen except what your self intended to remember and praise me. And in every matter, what appeared from you would be self-indulgence, frank in my appearance, and talk about my beauty.
And I did not realize an evening except that in it, what you prevented the breezes of your mercy from the possible and closed the doors of your grace on the faces of beings has come to me. By Your glory, my beloved, I became perplexed in my case, and then you watch me like a whale curled up in the dust and hear the cry of my heart, O you who hold the might of the verses in your hand. And all of this came to me after I called them to share your talents and kindnesses, introduced them to the methods of your order and your pleasure, and commanded them to submit to the door of your mercy and roses to the yard of your individual glory. And whenever I called them, O [235] my God, with what You inspired me of the beauties of Your words and the jewels of Your verses, they turned away from a matter that no one can count. And you counted it with your authority and knowledge.

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And I did not realize an evening except that in it, what you prevented the breezes of your mercy from the possible and closed the doors of your grace on the faces of beings has come to me. By Your glory, my beloved, I became perplexed in my case, and then you watch me like a whale curled up in the dust and hear the cry of my heart, O you who hold the might of the verses in your hand. And all of this came to me after I called them to share your talents and kindnesses, introduced them to the methods of your order and your pleasure, and commanded them to submit to the door of your mercy and roses to the yard of your individual glory. And whenever I called them, O [235] my God, with what You inspired me of the beauties of Your words and the jewels of Your verses, they turned away from a matter that no one can count. And you counted it with your authority and knowledge.