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How can I choose to sleep, O God, my God,
when the eyes of them that long for Thee
are wakeful because of their separation from
Thee; and how can I lie down to rest whilst the
souls of Thy lovers are sore vexed in their remoteness
from Thy presence?
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I have committed, O my Lord, my spirit and
my entire being into the right hand of Thy might
and Thy protection, and I lay my head on my pillow
through Thy power, and lift it up according
to Thy will and Thy good pleasure. Thou art, in
truth, the Preserver, the Keeper, the Almighty,
the Most Powerful.
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3 |
By Thy might! I ask not, whether sleeping or
waking, but that which Thou dost desire. I am
Thy servant and in Thy hands. Do Thou graciously
aid me to do what will shed forth the fragrance
of Thy good pleasure. This, truly, is my
hope and the hope of them that enjoy near access
to Thee. Praised be Thou, O Lord of the worlds!
- Bahá'u'lláh
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