--provisional translation by Ali-Kuli Khan and Marzieh
Gail
He is the Almighty Lord!
Lo, this is the garden of Paradise wherein is raised the
Voice of God, the Dominant, the Strong; Here do the immaculate Maids of Heaven
dwell, they whom no eye hath seen save only God's, the Sanctified, the
Well-Beloved; Herein the eternal nightingale singeth on the bough of the sacred
Lote-Tree a song that bedazzaleth the minds, and herein are the needy led to
the haven of wealth, and all men guided to the Word of God; verily this is a
manifest truth.
[Here is the song that the nightingale singeth;]
In Thy Name that is God,
Thou art verily God!
O sacred Monk, ring out the bells, for the day of God hath
come, and the Beauty of the All-Glorious is established on the holy, shining
throne.
Glory to Thee, O God, O Thou who art God,
O Thou who alone art God!
O prophet of wisdom, Hud, beat thou upon thy drum, in the name of the Lord, the Precious, the Bountiful, for the Temple of Holiness is seated upon His high, unapproachable throne.
O prophet of wisdom, Hud, beat thou upon thy drum, in the name of the Lord, the Precious, the Bountiful, for the Temple of Holiness is seated upon His high, unapproachable throne.
Glory to Thee, O God, O Thou who art God,
O Thou who alone art God!
O Thou beauty of eternity, pluck with the fingers of the spirit at the strings of Thy lute that is wondrous and Holy, for the Heavenly Beauty hath come in His garment of glimmering silk.
O Thou beauty of eternity, pluck with the fingers of the spirit at the strings of Thy lute that is wondrous and Holy, for the Heavenly Beauty hath come in His garment of glimmering silk.
Glory to Thee, O God, O Thou who art God,
O Thou who alone art God!
