Lawh-i-Ard-i-Ba/Page1
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1 | هو اللّه تعالى شأنه العظمة والإقتدار (edit)
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Nothing entered yet... (edit) | "He is God, exalted is His state, the Greatness and the Power." (edit) |
2 | حمدًا لمن تشرّف أرض الباء بقدوم من طاف حوله الأسماء بذلك بشّرت الذّرّات كلّ الممكنات بما طلع ولاح وظهر وأشرق وخرج من باب السّجن وأُفقه شمس جمال غصن اللّه الأعظم العظيم وسرّ اللّه الأقوم القديم متوجّهًا إلى مقام آخَر بذلك تكدّرت أرض السّجن وفرحت أُخرى تعالى تعالى ربّنا فاطر السّماء وخالق الأشياء الّذي بسلطانه فتح باب السّجن ليظهر ما أنزله في الألواح من قبل إنّه لهو المقتدر على ما يشاء وفي قبضته ملكوت الإنشاء وهو المقتدر العليم الحكيم طوبى ثمّ طوبى لأرض فازت بقدومه ولعين قرّت بجماله ولسمع تشرّف بإصغاء ندائه ولقلب ذاق حلاوة حبّه ولصدر رحّب بذكره ولقلم تحرّك على ثنائه وللوح حمل آثاره نسئل اللّه تبارك وتعالى بأن يشرّفنا بلقائه قريبًا إنّه هو السّامع المقتدر المجيب. (edit)
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PRAISE be to Him Who hath honored the Land of Bá1 through the presence of Him round Whom all names revolve. All the atoms of the earth have announced unto all created things that from behind the gate of the Prison-city there hath appeared and above its horizon there hath shone forth the Orb of the beauty of the great, the Most Mighty Branch of God—His ancient and immutable Mystery—proceeding on its way to another land. Sorrow, thereby, hath enveloped this Prison-city, whilst another land rejoiceth. Exalted, immeasurably exalted is our Lord, the Fashioner of the heavens and the Creator of all things, He through Whose sovereignty the doors of the prison were opened, thereby causing what was promised aforetime in the Tablets to be fulfilled. He is verily potent over what He willeth, and in His grasp is the dominion of the entire creation. He is the All-Powerful, the All-Knowing, the All-Wise.
Blessed, doubly blessed, is the ground which His footsteps have trodden, the eye that hath been cheered by the beauty of His countenance, the ear that hath been honored by hearkening to His call, the heart that hath tasted the sweetness of His love, the breast that hath dilated through His remembrance, the pen that hath voiced His praise, the scroll that hath borne the testimony of His writings. We beseech God—blessed and exalted be He—that He may honor us with meeting Him soon. He is, in truth, the All-Hearing, the All-Powerful, He Who is ready to answer. (edit) |
Praise be to the One Whose land of Bá was honored by the arrival of Him around Whom all names have revolved. Through this, the atoms and all possibilities rejoiced for what has risen, shone, appeared, and emanated from the prison's gate. This is where the sun of the beauty of the Greatest Branch of God, the ancient and most firm Secret of God, emerged, heading towards another place. By this, the land of the prison was saddened, and another rejoiced.
Exalted, exalted is our Lord, the Creator of the heavens and the Maker of all things, who by His authority opened the prison gate to reveal what He had previously sent down in the tablets. Indeed, He is the Almighty over what He wills, and in His grasp is the dominion of creation. He is the Almighty, the All-Knowing, the Wise. Blessed, then blessed be the land that was graced by His arrival, the eye that found solace in His beauty, the ear that was honored by hearing His call, the heart that tasted the sweetness of His love, the breast that expanded with His remembrance, the pen that moved in His praise, and the tablet that bore His traces. We ask God, blessed and exalted, to honor us with meeting Him soon. Indeed, He is the Hearing, the Powerful, the Responsive. (edit) |
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