Glorified art Thou, O my God! Thou knowest that in my love for Thee I have
not sought any rest, that in proclaiming Thy Cause I have denied myself
every manner of tranquillity, and that in the observance of whatever Thou
hast prescribed in Thy Tablets I have not delayed to do Thy bidding. I
have, for this reason, suffered what no man among all the inhabitants of
Thy realm hath suffered.
Thy glory beareth me witness! Nothing whatsoever can withhold me from
remembering Thee, though all the tribulations of the earth were to assault
me from every direction. All the limbs and members of my body proclaim
their readiness to be torn asunder in Thy path and for the sake of Thy
pleasure, and they yearn to be scattered in the dust before Thee. O would
that they who serve Thee could taste what I have tasted of the sweetness
of Thy love!
I implore Thee to supply whosoever hath sought Thee with the living waters
of Thy bounty, that they may rid him of all attachment to any one but
Thee. Thou art, verily, the Omniscient, the All-Glorious, the Almighty.