What follows is my provisional translation (in other words, not official or authorized; see here for more) of a Tablet of Baháʼuʼlláh. Multiple versions of this Tablet have been published, and there are textual variations among some of them; the translation below and the original typescript underneath it are based on the version published in ʻAndalíb, no. 60, p. 3.
In the Name of Him Who is the All-Seeing, the Ever-Abiding
God grant, O Riḍá, that thou art illumined with the splendors of the light of the Sun of Truth, and that thou art voicing the praise of the Incomparable Friend, steadfast in His love and ready to serve His Cause.
If thou be poor, know that the All-Possessing is with thee. When this Wronged One was shackled with chains and fetters in the Land of Ṭá, and for two days had had neither sustenance of any sort nor a single cent to His name, He was nonetheless, at that very moment, the richest of all the world’s peoples. He Who hath derived His wealth from the utmost poverty, and hath neither been dispirited nor ashamed by the indignity and humiliation that the world hath heaped upon Him as He treadeth the path of the Cause of the Ancient King, hath ever been and continueth to be with thee. Sorrow not, for a myriad delights are in store; do not despair, for endless joy is sure to follow. There are countless doors in this very world; please God, the finger of His Will may open them, and thou mayest behold new worlds within this one.
God hath always loved the poor and hath ever been their companion. Sorrow not if thou be seated upon the dust; the Lord of the throne is with thee. Grieve not if thou be hungry; the gaze of Him Who sendeth down the celestial banquet is fixed on thee. Despair not if thou hast no lamp at night; He Who is the source of light Himself is by thy side. I befriend every indigent one, and sit with every needy one; I turn to every victim of oppression, and behold every sufferer of anguish. The delectable sweetness of the words of the All-Merciful changeth the bitter pains of this fleeting world and reduceth them to nothingness. Well is it with him who hath inhaled the fragrance of Mine utterance, and persevered with patience in My straight path. Praise be to God, the Lord of the worlds.
A typescript of the original text of these passages appears below (all punctuation and Arabic vocalization mine).