Kitab-i-Badi/English744

Glory be to You, O God, O my God, so help this oppressed who is afflicted in the hands of the oppressors of Your creation and the idolaters of Your enemies after the one who did not breathe except with Your permission and command. O my God, I was lying on the cradle of stillness, the winds of your bounty and kindness passed over me, and you awakened me with them with your authority and talents, and you made me among your servants by praising yourself and exalting your word. If your most innocence objected to me.