Doctor Dahesh--the Prophet---on America
Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 3:35 pm
I Will Sing, by Doctor Dahesh (the miracle-working Prophet of Lebanon)
When the Daheshist Religion becomes firmly rooted
In the American Homeland—I will sing!
And when her branches reach out to embrace its States,
And imbue the bosoms of its people—I will sing!
And when she spreads in America, crossing the regions, covering the lands,
Outreaching the far-off places and abodes—I will sing!
And when her foundations becomes sturdy,
The sturdiness of proud mountains towering high—I will sing!
And when the Daheshist temples are edified,
And awesome spiritual orisons are uplifted from their midst—I will sing!
When the reed plays its pleas to the Creator of the Worlds,
Originator of the Galaxies, Maker of the Planets and the Nebula—I will sing!
And when the believers incense their faces with the sacred breath of their burning rumuz, with a fond movement of their hands and their hearts filled with devotion to God—I will sing!
Yes, I will sing like Prophet David sang kneeling before his Creator,
Thus how I will kneel down and sing!
And I will sing like the sister of Prophet Moses sang,
When Pharaoh and his armies drowned and the sons of Israel were saved—thus I will sing!
I will sing like the daughter of Jephthah the Gileatide,
Who triumphed in his war and returned victorious, alike her—I will sing!
And God will make me victorious, and the Daheshist Religion will spread throughout the entire regions of the earthly globe—then I will sing!
And I will be inebriated with the wine of the Daheshist victory,
And soar aloft with my soul to the divine paradises,
Then I will sing and sing!!
When the Daheshist Religion becomes firmly rooted
In the American Homeland—I will sing!
And when her branches reach out to embrace its States,
And imbue the bosoms of its people—I will sing!
And when she spreads in America, crossing the regions, covering the lands,
Outreaching the far-off places and abodes—I will sing!
And when her foundations becomes sturdy,
The sturdiness of proud mountains towering high—I will sing!
And when the Daheshist temples are edified,
And awesome spiritual orisons are uplifted from their midst—I will sing!
When the reed plays its pleas to the Creator of the Worlds,
Originator of the Galaxies, Maker of the Planets and the Nebula—I will sing!
And when the believers incense their faces with the sacred breath of their burning rumuz, with a fond movement of their hands and their hearts filled with devotion to God—I will sing!
Yes, I will sing like Prophet David sang kneeling before his Creator,
Thus how I will kneel down and sing!
And I will sing like the sister of Prophet Moses sang,
When Pharaoh and his armies drowned and the sons of Israel were saved—thus I will sing!
I will sing like the daughter of Jephthah the Gileatide,
Who triumphed in his war and returned victorious, alike her—I will sing!
And God will make me victorious, and the Daheshist Religion will spread throughout the entire regions of the earthly globe—then I will sing!
And I will be inebriated with the wine of the Daheshist victory,
And soar aloft with my soul to the divine paradises,
Then I will sing and sing!!