This is the Tablet of Holiness, revealed to the Arabs who dwell in the City, and who believe in God, the Almighty, the Omnipotent, the Powerful.
The Almighty is He.
My Arabs, My loved ones, My chosen ones, My legions, My manifestation! Hearken unto My call, if ye be among them with ears to hear. Have ye forgotten the Songbird of the Cause who flew from amongst you and ascended unto God, the Cherished, the Beauteous? Have ye forgotten the Dove who was with you and warbled before you the verses of God, the All-Knowing, the Omniscient? Have ye veiled yourselves from this Nightingale held captive under the talons of the idolaters? By God, there hath befallen Me such as cannot be described or mentioned; for this have the tears of the near unto God fallen; because of this hath the Hoopoe of the Cause been deprived of the remembrance of Sheba, and the visages of the sanctified stained with blood. By God, the Nightingale of Paradise (Ridvan) hath shut His eyes to the charm of the rose, by reason of the sorrows having befallen this cherished and peerless Beauty. The rivers are cut off from joining the ocean, for joy is cut off from this shining, resplendent Sun.