Though the ocean of woe rageth on every side, and the bolts of fate follow in quick succession, and the darkness of griefs and afflictions invade soul and body, yet is My heart brightened by the remembrance of Thy countenance and My soul is as a rosegarden from the perfume of Thy nature.
~ The Báb
A Traveller's Narrative, Pp. 13-14. © National Spiritual Assembly of the Bahá'ís of the United States. 1988 Edition. ISBN 0-87743-134-5.
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