Whatsoever thou hast, relinquish it for the sake of God; for charity is the greater marvel when it comes from beggars. Bestow thy life and soul, for the endeavour of the poor is the best gift of mortal clay; the prince and chief of the family of the cloak was honoured by the Sūra "Does there not come,"—such regard he found with God from those three poor barley-cakes.
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From: Enclosed Garden Of Truth
Edited and translated by J. Stephenson in 1910
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Simplistic and calm. Not as philosophical as the other pieces that I have read by this author, but, it still has that philosophy entwined within the words.
A good piece that is written here.
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