Rain Down Your Waters of Grace

O God, my God!

These are Thy feeble servants;

they are Thy loyal bondsmen and Thy handmaidens,

who have bowed themselves down before

Thine exalted Utterance

and humbled themselves at Thy Threshold of light,

and borne witness to Thy oneness

through which the Sun hath been made to shine in midday splendor.

They have listened to the summons Thou didst raise

from out Thy hidden Realm, and with hearts

quivering with love and rapture,

they have responded to Thy call.

O Lord, shower upon them

all the outpourings of Thy mercy,

rain down upon them all the waters of Thy grace.

Make them to grow as beauteous plants in the garden of heaven,

and from the full and brimming clouds of Thy bestowals

and out of the deep pools of Thine abounding grace

make Thou this garden to flower,

and keep it ever green and lustrous,

ever fresh and shimmering and fair.

  • `Abdu’l-Bahá