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It does not signify whether joy comes in the morning, but it is vital that the King should come.
The Unities
Diverse our passions, yet but one desire;Much smoke, much smouldering, one cleansing fire;
Concerns unnumber'd which are little blest,
Only one rest,
One travail that is worthy of the hire:
This labour, that heart's burning and the dumb,
Unspoken longing for the King to come
And His great kingdom to be manifest!
Most of us perhaps can do little to promote its advent in the world, but we can cherish it secretly in the heart.
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