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Bahai Story Library
This Prison Is My Supernal Paradise
“Rejoice in my bondage, O ye friends of God, for it soweth the seeds of freedom; rejoice at my imprisonment, for it is the well-spring of salvation; be ye glad on account of my travail, for it leadeth to eternal ease.”
O ye sincere ones, ye longing ones, ye who are drawn as
if magnetized, ye who have risen up to serve the Cause of God, to
exalt His Word and scatter His sweet savours far and wide! I have
read your excellent letter, beautiful as to style, eloquent as to
words, profound as to meaning, and I praised God and thanked Him for
having come to your aid and enabled you to serve Him in His
widespreading vineyard.
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Erelong shall your faces be bright with the radiance of
your supplications and your worship of God, your prayers unto Him,
and your humility and selflessness in the presence of the friends. He
will make of your assemblage a magnet that will draw unto you the
bright rays of divine confirmations that shine out from His kingdom
of glory.
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It is incumbent upon you to ponder in your hearts and
meditate upon His words, and humbly to call upon Him, and to put away
self in His heavenly Cause. These are the things that will make of
you signs of guidance unto all mankind, and brilliant stars shining
down from the all-highest horizon, and towering trees in the Abhá
Paradise.
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Know ye that ‘Abdu’l-Bahá dwelleth in
continual delight. To have been lodged in this faraway prison is for
me exceeding joy. By the life of Bahá! This prison is my
supernal paradise; it is my cherished goal, the comfort of my bosom,
the bliss of my heart; it is my refuge, my shelter, my asylum, my
safe haven, and within it do I exult amid the hosts of heaven and the
Company on high.
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Rejoice in my bondage, O ye friends of God, for it
soweth the seeds of freedom; rejoice at my imprisonment, for it is
the well-spring of salvation; be ye glad on account of my travail,
for it leadeth to eternal ease. By the Lord God! I would not exchange
this prison for the throne of the whole world, nor give up this
confinement for pleasures and pastimes in all the fair gardens on
earth.
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My hope is that out of the Lord’s abundant grace, His
munificence and loving-kindness, I may, in His pathway, be hanged
against the sky, that my heart may become the target for a thousand
bullets, or that I may be cast into the depths of the sea, or be left
to perish on desert sands.
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This is what I long for most; this is my
supreme desire; it refresheth my soul, it is balm for my breast, it
is the very solace of mine eyes.
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As for you, O ye lovers of God, make firm your steps in
His Cause, with such resolve that ye shall not be shaken though the
direst of calamities assail the world. By nothing, under no
conditions, be ye perturbed. Be ye anchored fast as the high
mountains, be stars that dawn over the horizon of life, be bright
lamps in the gatherings of unity, be souls humble and lowly in the
presence of the friends, be innocent in heart.
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Be ye symbols of
guidance and lights of godliness, severed from the world, clinging to
the handhold that is sure and strong, spreading abroad the spirit of
life, riding the Ark of salvation.
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Be ye daysprings of generosity,
dawning-points of the mysteries of existence, sites where inspiration
alighteth, rising-places of splendours, souls that are sustained by
the Holy Spirit, enamoured of the Lord, detached from all save Him,
holy above the characteristics of humankind, clothed in the
attributes of the angels of heaven, that ye may win for yourselves
the highest bestowal of all, in this new time, this wondrous age.
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By the life of Bahá! Only he who is severed from
the world shall achieve this ultimate grace, he who is a captive of
divine love, empty of passion and self, from every aspect true unto
his God, humble, lowly, supplicating, in tears, submissive in the
presence of the Lord.