Translations:Yirmi Altıncı Lem'a/244/en

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    16.12, 19 Eylül 2024 tarihinde Ferhat (mesaj | katkılar) tarafından oluşturulmuş 156339 numaralı sürüm ("One time when I was in compulsory residence in Emirdağ,20 in whatwas virtually solitary confinement, I became wearied of life due to the torments they inflicted on me with their surveillance and arbitrary treatment, which I found hard to bear, and I regretted having been released from prison. I longed for Denizli Prison with all my spirit, and wanted to enter the grave. But while thinking, prison and the grave are preferable to such a life, and decidin..." içeriğiyle yeni sayfa oluşturdu)
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    One time when I was in compulsory residence in Emirdağ,20 in whatwas virtually solitary confinement, I became wearied of life due to the torments they inflicted on me with their surveillance and arbitrary treatment, which I found hard to bear, and I regretted having been released from prison. I longed for Denizli Prison with all my spirit, and wanted to enter the grave. But while thinking, prison and the grave are preferable to such a life, and deciding to enter one or the other, divine grace came to my assistance: it bestowed on the students of the Medresetü’z-Zehra,21 whose pens were like duplicating machines, one of the machines, which had just appeared. All at once, five hundred copies each of the valuable collections of the Risale-i Nur appeared from a single pen. Their presaging new victories made me love that distressing life, and caused me to offer unending thanks.