The cord that pulls me closer, to the centre of the moon
He came into this world on the king of days, not a moment too soon
All the spirit of faith contained in
Him, like a vessel He encompassed the Word
The ark on the water through stormy seas, He sails on unperturbed
He wore the holy Aba, the Holy One from the East
In the soul of the world He built a
Fire, and I'm burning away in its heat
Oh the promise is made with creation, a covenant for all humankind
A fortress of strength for my wandering
Heart, to its magnet of love I will bind
And then, He holds out His hand,
He's doing His part, the promise of ages past
And I'm drawn like a cord to the
Covenant, Oh I cling to the hem of His garment
The pure and stainless mirror, in the station of servitude
The pivot of oneness in a fractured world, born of the Ancient Root
In the Tablet of the Branch He named
You, the appointed one to shepherd the herd
The Perfect Exemplar to guide the way, Interpreter of His word
"Be thou so steadfast in my love that thy heart shall not waver"1
"Even if... the heavens and [the]earth arise against thee"2
"Be thou as a flame of fire... and a river of live eternal"3
"[And] be not shaken... for I am with you always...
As ye have faith so shall your powers and blessings be"4
1Bahá'u'lláh, Bahá'í Prayers, pg. 2112
2Bahá'u'lláh, Bahá'í Prayers, pg. 211
3Bahá'u'lláh, Bahá'í Prayers, pg. 211
4Abdu'l-Bahá. Quoted by May Maxwell, An Early Pilgrimage, p. 40