Chapter XXIX
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Unto your Fathers, Allah did make known
This which they handed down and made your own,—
That all who pray My Face may clearly see,
I sit exalted high on Heaven's great Throne.
As I in Heaven, so you I place on Earth,
That I in my Vicegerents, may be shown.
Serve Me then, that the World may serve you too
Made to do good—this is your End alone.
The World was fitly made to help you well:
No Traitors be; let all my Justice own.
And glorify the Maker of the World,
Until the Rose of Peace hath round you blown.
The Lion of God
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The Festival of Spring, from the Díván of JeláleddínChapter XXIX
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