Well is itwith thedoer
ofgooddeeds
Soonwill our handful of days, our
vanishing life, begone, andwe shall pass,
empty-handed, into thehollow that is
dug for thosewho speaknomore;
whereforemustwebindour hearts to
themanifest Beauty, andcling to the
lifeline that failethnever.Wemust gird
ourselves for service, kindle love’s flame,
andburnaway in itsheat.Wemust loose
our tongues tillwe set thewideworld’s
heart afire, andwithbright raysof
guidanceblot out thearmiesof the
night, and then, forHis sake, on the
fieldof sacrifice, flingdownour lives.
Well is itwith thedoersof great deeds.
– ‘Abdu’l-Bahá
From theHiddenWords
ofBaha’u’llah
OSONOFTHESUPREME!
I havemadedeathamessenger of joy
to thee.Whereforedost thougrieve?
Imade the light to shedon thee its
splendor.Whydost thouveil thyself
therefrom?
–Bahá’u’lláh
OSONOFMAN!
ThouartMydominionandMy
dominionperishethnot;wherefore
fearest thou thyperishing?ThouartMy
light andMy light shall never be
extinguished;whydost thoudread
extinction?ThouartMygloryandMy
glory fadethnot; thouartMy robeand
My robe shall never beoutworn. Abide
then in thy love forMe, that thou
mayest findMe in the realmof glory.
–Bahá’u’lláh
