77: O Son Of Justice! In The Night-season The Beauty Of The Immortal
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FROM THE PERSIAN
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The Hidden Words Of Baha'u'llah
O SON OF JUSTICE! In the night-season the beauty of the immortal Being
hath repaired from the emerald height of fidelity unto the
Sadratu'l-Muntaha, and wept with such a weeping that the concourse on high
and the dwellers of the realms above wailed at His lamenting. Whereupon
there was asked, Why the wailing and weeping? He made reply: As bidden I
waited expectant upon the hill of faithfulness, yet inhaled not from them
that dwell on earth the fragrance of fidelity. Then summoned to return I
of the dogs of earth. Thereupon the Maid of heaven hastened forth unveiled
were told but one. And when urged, the first letter thereof was uttered,
habitation of glory. And whilst the second letter was pronounced they fell
down, one and all, upon the dust. At that moment a voice was heard from
the inmost shrine: Thus far and no farther. Verily We bear witness to