O Son of being!  Busy not thyself with this world, for with fire We test the gold, and with gold We test Our servants.

“56:  O Son of man!  Thou dost wish for gold and I desire thy freedom...”

O Son of man!  Thou dost wish for gold and I desire thy freedom from it.  Thou thinkest thyself rich in its possession, and I recognize thy wealth in thy sanctity therefrom.  By My life!  This is My knowledge, and that is thy fancy; how can My way accord with thine?

“57:  O Son of man!  Bestow My wealth upon My poor, that in heaven...”

O Son of man!  Bestow My wealth upon My poor, that in heaven thou mayest draw from stores of unfading splendor and treasures of imperishable glory.  But by My life!  To offer up thy soul is a more glorious thing couldst thou but see with Mine eye.

“58:  O Son of man!  The temple of being is My throne; cleanse it of...”

O Son of man!  The temple of being is My throne; cleanse it of all things, that there I may be established and there I may abide.

“59:  O Son of being!  Thy heart is My home; sanctify it for My descent....”

O Son of being!  Thy heart is My home; sanctify it for My descent.  Thy spirit is My place of revelation; cleanse it for My manifestation.

“60:  O Son of man!  Put thy hand into My bosom, that I may rise above...”

O Son of man!  Put thy hand into My bosom, that I may rise above thee, radiant and resplendent.

“61:  O Son of man!  Ascend unto My heaven, that thou mayest obtain...”

O Son of man!  Ascend unto My heaven, that thou mayest obtain the joy of reunion, and from the chalice of imperishable glory quaff the peerless wine.

“62:  O Son of man!  Many a day hath passed over thee whilst thou...”

O Son of man!  Many a day hath passed over thee whilst thou hast busied thyself with thy fancies and idle imaginings.  How long art thou to slumber on thy bed?  Lift up thy head from slumber, for the Sun hath risen to the zenith, haply it may shine upon thee with the light of beauty.

“63:  O Son of man!  The light hath shone on thee from the horizon of...”

O Son of man!  The light hath shone on thee from the horizon of the sacred Mount and the spirit of enlightenment hath breathed in the Sinai of thy heart.  Wherefore, free thyself from the veils of idle fancies and enter into My court, that thou mayest be fit for everlasting life and worthy to meet Me.  Thus may death not come upon thee, neither weariness nor trouble.

“64:  O Son of man!  My eternity is My creation, I have created it for...”