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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 they, my God, have left behind your judgments and forgotten what you advised them to do in your tablets. I wish they were content with that, rather each one [234] of them wrote a book about which your soul burned, the facts of everything, and the livers of those close to your loved ones and the sanctified ones among your chosen ones. And they spread it in the country so that the sanctity of God among his people, the honor of God among his people, and the respect of God among his servants would be lost. By Your Honor, O my Beloved, I did not catch a morning except that my sight returned to what my liver was burning, my soul was troubled by, and my heart was grieved. And with that, I wept with the eyes of my secret, and with my weeping the eyes of those whom You honored from among Your creatures, whom You chose from among Your creation, and made them the landings of Your revelation, the stores of Your knowledge, the manifestations of Your command, the springs of Your power, the places of Your inspiration, and the sunrises of the suns of Your benevolence.

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And they, my God, have left behind your judgments and forgotten what you advised them to do in your tablets. I wish they were content with that, rather each one [234] of them wrote a book about which your soul burned, the facts of everything, and the livers of those close to your loved ones and the sanctified ones among your chosen ones. And they spread it in the country so that the sanctity of God among his people, the honor of God among his people, and the respect of God among his servants would be lost. By Your Honor, O my Beloved, I did not catch a morning except that my sight returned to what my liver was burning, my soul was troubled by, and my heart was grieved. And with that, I wept with the eyes of my secret, and with my weeping the eyes of those whom You honored from among Your creatures, whom You chose from among Your creation, and made them the landings of Your revelation, the stores of Your knowledge, the manifestations of Your command, the springs of Your power, the places of Your inspiration, and the sunrises of the suns of Your benevolence.