I Waited for the Master
I waited for the Master
In the darkness dumb;
Light came fast and faster—
My light did not come!
I waited all the daylight,
All through noon’s hot flame:
In the evening’s gray light,
Lo, the Master came!
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Waiting
by George MacDonald
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