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Sore thirst hath overcome all men: Where is the river of Thy bounty, O Mercy of the worlds? (216:1) Greed hath made captive all mankind: Where are the embodiments of detachment, O Lord of the worlds? (216:2) Thou seest this Wronged One lonely in exile: Where are the hosts of the heaven of Thy Command, O Sovereign of the worlds? (216:3) I have been forsaken in a foreign land: Where are the emblems of Thy faithfulness, O Trust of the worlds? (216:4) The agonies of death have laid hold on all men: Where is the surging of Thine ocean of eternal life, O Life of the worlds? (216:5) The whisperings of Satan have been breathed to every creature: Where is the meteor of Thy fire, O Light of the worlds? (216:6) The drunkenness of passion hath perverted most of mankind: Where are the daysprings of purity, O Desire of the worlds? (216:7) Thou seest this Wronged One veiled in tyranny among the Syrians: Where is the radiance of Thy dawning light, O Light of the worlds?
(216:8)
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