I beseech Thee, O my God, by Thy hair which moveth across Thy face,
even as Thy most exalted pen moveth across the pages of Thy Tablets,
shedding the musk of hidden meanings over the kingdom of Thy creation,
so to raise me up to serve Thy Cause that I shall not fall back,
nor be hindered by the suggestions of them who have caviled at Thy signs and turned away from Thy face.
Thou seest me, O my God, holding to Thy Name, the Most Holy, the Most Luminous,
the Most Mighty, the Most Great, the Most Exalted, the Most Glorious,
and clinging to the hem of the robe to which have clung all in this world and in the world to come.
Bahá’í Prayers for The Fast
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