Muntakhab al-tawarikh 1.6

1.6

چه زهره خاک مسکین را که توحید خداگوید

IN THE NAME OF GOD THE COMPASSIONATE, THE MERCIFUL. Oh thou from whose name spring all other names, Kings at thy door are suppliant as I at theirs. When once the impulse of zeal for thee was felt No foot remained shod, no head remained crowned. Emperor of the world! with this unprofitable soul of mine which is an abode of demons and wild beasts, in what way can I contrive thy praises, and with this worn and foolish mind which is become as it were food for cats and dogs, how can I chant thy eulogy. How can the miserable dust proclaim the Unity of God, How in this state of defilement praise the Divine Being. The foot of search limps feebly in this unknown expanse of my constant anxiety and habitual fear, while in thy limitless art, my stammering tongue finds the sphere of speech always contracted. All that my soul knows is but secondary, what my tongue speaks are but particles [and therefore unintelligible]; How can I know thee in my soul or express thee with my tongue.