O, dear Master, Friend of Truth
O, beloved God, the divine message bearer of the Creator without equal.
You are the pure One, whom the Lord of majesty has chosen among his creatures.
O, my Friend, my King
You are well beloved of the Eternal, the Light of our eyes.
O, protector, Friend of Truth.
O, my Friend and King,
messengers of God
Thou knowest how weak and defenseless are Thy people.
Thou art the guide of the powerless and the humble in spirit,
Friend of Truth, my King.
Thou art the cypress in the garden of prophets.
Thou art the spring season in the world of knowledge.
Thou art the rose-tree in the garden of the way of harmony and surrender.
Thou art a nightingale of the world above.
The sun of Tabiz has praise the glory of the Lord.
Thou art purified, the Chosen, the Exalted.
O, thou, who hears the heart,
the true friend of God.
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