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O God, my God! I beg of Thee by the ocean of Thy healing, and by the splendors of the Daystar of Thy grace, and by Thy Name through which Thou didst subdue Thy servants, and by the pervasive power of Thy most exalted Word and the potency of Thy most august Pen, and by Thy mercy that hath preceded the creation of all who are in heaven and on earth, to purge me with the waters of Thy bounty from every affliction and disorder, and from all weakness and feebleness.
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Thou seest, O my Lord, Thy suppliant waiting
at the door of Thy bounty, and him who hath
set his hopes on Thee clinging to the cord of Thy
generosity. Deny him not, I beseech Thee, the
things he seeketh from the ocean of Thy grace and
the Daystar of Thy loving-kindness.
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Powerful art Thou to do what pleaseth Thee.
There is none other God save Thee, the Ever-Forgiving,
the Most Generous.
- Bahá'u'lláh
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