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The Kingdom of Heaven
In Its Growth and Coming a Mystery
As swift the changing seasons come and go,That Summer comes before we are aware;
And we are living midst its beauteous show,
A new creation wonderful and fair;
So, unperceived, God's kingdom cometh too!
Hid from the slothful and the worldly wise;
The heavenly seed is to its nature true,
And in the harvest will thy soul surprise.
By night, by day, there is an Unseen Power,
That to perfection brings each word, and deed;
Surely as buried grain or blooming flower
Become in Autumn the perfected seed.
We sleep, and rise; they grow we know not how,
And soon the harvest waves, where went the plough.
Poem No. 57; c. 6 June 1879
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