Praise be to God that we are present in this radiant meeting and turning toward the Kingdom of Abha. That which we behold is due to the Grace and Bounty of the Blessed Perfection. We are atoms and He is the Sun of Reality. We are drops and He is The Greatest Ocean. Though we are poor, yet the Treasury of the Kingdom is full of overflowings. Though we are weak yet the confirmation of the Supreme Concourse is abundant. Though we are helpless yet our refuge and shelter is (in) His Holiness Baha'u'llah. Praise be to God! His traces are evident! Praise be to God! His lights are radiating! Praise be to God! His ocean is full of waves! Praise be to God! His radiance is intense! Praise be to God! His bestowals are abundant! Praise be to God! His favours are manifest! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The Morn of Guidance hath dawned! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The Sun of Reality hath shone forth! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The Breeze of Favour hath wafted! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The rain drops of the Cloud of Bounty have showered! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The hearts are all in the utmost purity! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The Sun of the Supreme Horizon hath radiated to all the world with boundless effulgence! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! It is the Splendor of His Highness Baha'u'llah! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! Zion is dancing! Glad-tidings! glad-tidings! The Kingdom of God is full of exhilaration and commotion.