The Whispered Prayer of the Knowers


In the Name of God, the All-merciful,
the All-compassionate

1

My God,
          tongues fall short of attaining
                    praise of Thee proper to Thy majesty,
          intellects are incapable of grasping
                    the core of Thy beauty,
          eyes fail before gazing
                    upon the glories of Thy face,
          and Thou hast assigned to Thy creatures
                    no way to know Thee
                    save incapacity to know Thee!

2

My God,
          place us among those
                    within the gardens of whose breasts
                              the trees of yearning for Thee have taken firm root
                    and the assemblies of whose hearts
                              have been seized by the ardour of Thy love!
          They seek shelter
                    in the nests of meditation,
          feed upon the gardens
                    of nearness and disclosure,
          drink from the pools of love
                    with the cup of gentle favour,
          and enter into the watering-places
                    of warm affection.
          The covering has been lifted
                    from their eyes,318
          the darkness of disquiet has been dispelled
                    from their beliefs and their innermost minds,
          the contention of doubt has been negated
                    from their hearts and their secret thoughts,
          their breasts have expanded
                    through the verification of true knowledge,
          their aspirations have ascended
                    through precedent good fortune in renunciation,
          their drinking is sweet
                    from the spring of devotion to good works,
          their secret thoughts are delicious
                    in the sitting-place of intimacy,
          their minds are secure
                    in the place of terror,
          their souls are serene
                    through the return to the Lord of lords,319
          their spirits have reached certitude
                    through triumph and prosperity,
          their eyes have been gladdened
                    through gazing upon their Beloved,
          their settling place has been settled
                    through reaching the request and attaining the expectation,
          and their commerce has profited
                    through the sale of this world for the next!

3

My God,
          how agreeable for hearts are
                    the thoughts inspiring Thy remembrance,
          how sweet
                    travelling to Thee through imagination
                    upon the roads of the unseen worlds,
          how pleasant
                    the taste of Thy love,
          how delightful
                    the drink of Thy nearness!
          So give us refuge from Thy casting out and Thy sending far,
                    and place us among
                              the most elect of Thy knowers,
                              the most righteous of Thy servants,
                              the most truthful of Thy obeyers,
                              the most sincere of Thy worshipers!
          O All-mighty, O Majestic,
                    O Generous, O Endower!
          By Thy mercy and kindness,
                    O Most Merciful of the merciful!