Fire Tablet

Were it not for the cold
How would the heat of Thy words prevail?
يَا مُبَيِّنَ الْعَالَمِينَ

Were it not for calamity
How would the sun of Thy patience shine?
يَا شُعَاعَ الْعَالَمِينَ

Lament not because of the wicked
Thou wert created to bear and endure
يَا صَبْرَ الْعَالَمِينَ

How sweet was Thy dawning
On the horizon of the Covenant
Among the stirrers of sedition
And Thy yearning after God
يَا عِشْقَ الْعَالَمِينَ

By Thee the banner of independence
Was planted on the highest peaks
And the sea of bounty surged
And the sea of bounty surged
يَا وَلَهَ الْعَالَمِينَ

By Thine aloneness the Sun of Oneness shone
And by Thy banishment the land of Unity was adorned
Be patient
يَا غَرِيبَ الْعَالَمِينَ

We have made abasement the garment of glory
And affliction the adornment of Thy temple
يَا فَخْرَ الْعَالَمِينَ

Thou seest the hearts are filled with hate
And to overlook is Thine
يَا سَتَّارَ الْعَالَمِينَ

When the swords flash, go forward
When the shafts fly, press onward
يَا فِدَاءَ الْعَالَمِينَ

Dost Thou wail, or shall I wail?
Rather shall I weep at the fewness of our champions?
O Thou Who hast caused the wailing of the worlds
The wailing of the worlds
The wailing of the worlds
يَا مَنْ بِكَ ارْتَفَعَ نَوْحُ الْعَالَمِينَ

O Expounder of the worlds
يَا شُعَاعَ الْعَالَمِينَ
O Patience of the worlds
يَا عِشْقَ الْعَالَمِينَ
O Rapture of the worlds
يَا غَرِيبَ الْعَالَمِينَ
O Pride of the worlds
يَا سَتَّارَ الْعَالَمِينَ
O Thou Sacrifice of the worlds
O Thou Who hast caused the wailing of the worlds
The wailing of the worlds
The wailing of the worlds
يَا مَنْ بِكَ ارْتَفَعَ نَوْحُ الْعَالَمِينَ