I was heedless, Thou didst awaken me.

Lowly and tearful, I raise my suppliant hands to Thee. When the ocean of My presence has ebbed and the book of My revelation has ended, turn your faces toward Him who hath branched from the ancient root. Know ye that the embodiment of liberty, and it's symbol, is the animal. That which beseemeth man is submission unto such restraints as will protect him from his own ignorance, and guard him against the harm of the mischief maker. Supply me, then, with the good of this world, and of the next.  Many a chilled heart, O my God, hath been set ablaze with the fire of Thy cause. And now I implore Thee, by the eternity of Thy self, to enable me to be patient in these tribulations which have caused the concourse on high to wail. What tongue can voice my thanks to Thee? I was heedless, Thou didst awaken me.