Sunday, February 22, 2015

One night, in a dream, ...

"One night, in a dream, these exalted words were heard on every side:
“Verily, We shall render Thee victorious by Thyself and by Thy Pen. Grieve Thou not for that which hath befallen Thee, neither be Thou afraid, for Thou art in safety. Erelong will God raise up the treasures of the earth—men who will aid Thee through Thyself and through Thy Name, wherewith God hath revived the hearts of such as have recognized Him.”"

Bahá'u'lláh: Epistle to the Son of the Wolf

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