There is no one, O my Lord, who can deal
bountifully with me to whom I can turn my face,
and none who can have compassion on me that I
may crave his mercy. Cast me not out, I implore
Thee, of the presence of Thy grace, neither do
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Thou withhold from me the outpourings of Thy
generosity and bounty. Ordain for me, O my
Lord, what Thou hast ordained for them that love
Thee, and write down for me what Thou hast
written down for Thy chosen ones. My gaze hath,
at all times, been fixed on the horizon of Thy gracious
providence, and mine eyes bent upon the
court of Thy tender mercies. Do with me as beseemeth
Thee. No God is there but Thee, the
God of power, the God of glory, Whose help is
implored by all men.