The first stirrings of the spring…

Tree and FlowerGlory to Thee, O my God!  The first stirrings of the spring of Thy grace have appeared and clothed Thine earth with verdure.  The clouds of the heaven of Thy bounty have rained their rain on this City within whose walls is imprisoned Him Whose desire is the salvation of Thy creatures.  Through it the soil of this City hath been decked forth, and its trees clothed with foliage, and its inhabitants gladdened.

The hearts of Thy dear ones, however, will rejoice only at the Divine Springtime of Thy tender mercies, whereby the hearts are quickened, and the souls are renewed, and the trees of human existence bear their fruits.

The plants that have sprung forth, O my Lord, in the hearts of Thy loved ones have withered away.  Send down upon them, from the clouds of Thy spirit, that which will cause the tender herbs of Thy knowledge and wisdom to grow within their breasts.  Rejoice, then, their hearts with the proclamation of Thy Cause and the exaltation of Thy sovereignty.

Their eyes, O my Lord, are expectantly turned in the direction of Thy bounty, and their faces are Multicolored Flowersset towards the horizon of Thy grace.  Suffer them not, through Thy bounty, to be deprived of Thy grace.  Potent art Thou, by Thy sovereign might, over all things.  No God is there but Thee, the Almighty, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.

Baha’u’llah

O Lord, my God! Praise and thanksgiving…

Revealed to the Bahá’ís of the Central States
Let the spreaders of the fragrances of God recite this prayer every morning:

 O Lord, my God!  Praise and thanksgiving be unto Thee for Thou hast guided me to the highway of the kingdom, suffered me to walk in this straight and far-stretching path, illumined my eye by beholding the splendors of Thy light, inclined my ear to the melodies of the birds of holiness from the kingdom of mysteries and attracted my heart with Thy love among the righteous.

O Lord!  Confirm me with the Holy Spirit, so that I may call in Thy Name amongst the nations and give the glad tidings of the manifestation of Thy kingdom amongst mankind.

O Lord!  I am weak, strengthen me with Thy power and potency.  My tongue falters, suffer me to utter Thy commemoration and praise.  I am lowly, honor me through admitting me into Thy kingdom.  I am remote, cause me to approach the threshold of Thy mercifulness.  O Lord!  Make me a brilliant lamp, a shining star and a blessed tree, adorned with fruit, its branches overshadowing all these regions.  Verily, Thou art the Mighty, the Powerful and Unconstrained.

-‘Abdu’l-Bahá