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How sweet is this couplet which revealeth such a truth:
See, our hearts come open like shells:
when He raineth grace like pearls:
And our lives are ready targets:
when Agony's arrows He hurls (56:1)

And were it not contrary to the Law of the Book, I would verily bequeath a part of My possessions to the one who would put Me to death, and I would name him My heir; yea, I would bestow upon him a portion, would render him thanks, would seek to refresh Mine eyes with the touch of his hand. But what can I do? I have no possessions, no power, and this is what God hath ordained (56:3)

Methinks at this moment, I catch the fragrance of His garment blowing from the Egypt of Baha; verily He seemeth near at hand, though men may think Him far away. My soul doth smell the perfume shed by the Beloved One; My sense is filled with the fragrance of My dear Companion.
The duty of long years of love obey
And tell the tale of happy days gone by:
That land and sky may laugh aloud today:
And it may gladden mind and heart and eye (56:4)

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