57O 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.

58O 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.

59O 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.

60O Son of Man!
Put thy hand into My bosom, that I may rise above thee, radiant and resplendent.