Your Harps, Ye Trembling Saints Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFG HCGC IJKJ LMNM OPOP

Your harps ye trembling saintsA
Down from the willows takeB
Loud to the praise of love divineC
Bid every string awakeB
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Though in a foreign landD
We are not far from homeE
And nearer to our house aboveF
We every moment comeG
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His grace will to the endH
Stronger and brighter shineC
Nor present things nor things to comeG
Shall quench the spark divineC
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When we in darkness walkI
Nor feel the heavenly flameJ
Then is the time to trust our GodK
And rest upon His NameJ
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Soon shall our doubts and fearsL
Subside at His controlM
His lovingkindness shall break throughN
The midnight of the soulM
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Blest is the man O LordO
That stays himself on TheeP
Who wait for Thy salvation LordO
Shall thy salvation seeP

Augustus Montague Toplady



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