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The truth of the pen of Ballah, in one of those days, he was present between the hands of the throne and lamented the lamentation that the people of Mullah Ala wept for him. And it's a wonder that you didn't hear and listen to the moaning and yearning of the whole thing at that time. And from that day until now, all the saints and close ones, then the truths of the whole thing, are engaged in lamentation and lamentation. At this point, it was necessary to mention his prayers, which he placed between the hands of the throne, so that the souls of the people who are prone to the lamentation of the oppressed will understand the oppressed of the beloved, that it is possible to express what has been done to that holy beauty by the oppression of the oppressors. And this is our savior by the pen of our Lord and Lord of all things and Lord of the worlds:
Uh-uh, my love! You created me to remember you and praise yourself, and I have become deprived of what I was created for. And what appeared from me was the veil of greatness and pride, and the faces of the people of the Most High changed, and the realities of those in the kingdom of names ceased to exist, and the foundations of the cities of perpetuity shook. So how, O my God, do I raise my head between the pens for the shame in which I bow my head in the presence of the close ones at the appearance of the lights of your beauty and the seat of the monotheists in the courtyard of the door of your greatness. By Your Honor, if You clothe me in the mantle of forgiveness, and blow upon me from the part of Your providence the fragrances of Your Most Merciful Name, and immerse me in the seas of Your kindness and gentleness, and forgive me for what I have committed during Your days, then by Your Honor my heart will not be calm and my soul will not be at peace. Grant me, O my Beloved, that by Your grace and care You have purified me from disobedience, so how can I remove from me the smells of shame that blow from my soul upon myself at all times and made me deprived of the whiffs of pleasure that You made above the heavens?

Latest revision as of 15:11, 16 May 2023

Uh-uh, my love! You created me to remember you and praise yourself, and I have become deprived of what I was created for. And what appeared from me was the veil of greatness and pride, and the faces of the people of the Most High changed, and the realities of those in the kingdom of names ceased to exist, and the foundations of the cities of perpetuity shook. So how, O my God, do I raise my head between the pens for the shame in which I bow my head in the presence of the close ones at the appearance of the lights of your beauty and the seat of the monotheists in the courtyard of the door of your greatness. By Your Honor, if You clothe me in the mantle of forgiveness, and blow upon me from the part of Your providence the fragrances of Your Most Merciful Name, and immerse me in the seas of Your kindness and gentleness, and forgive me for what I have committed during Your days, then by Your Honor my heart will not be calm and my soul will not be at peace. Grant me, O my Beloved, that by Your grace and care You have purified me from disobedience, so how can I remove from me the smells of shame that blow from my soul upon myself at all times and made me deprived of the whiffs of pleasure that You made above the heavens?

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