O God, Wilt Thou Help Me In School? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D EEFF FFGG HHII JKLM NOPP QQRR STUU GGSS VVUU WWXX OOYY ZZYY A2A2YY B2B2YY C2LYY D2D2YY E2E2YY F2F2YY DG2YYI then acted as agent for the Zion Record published by Rev R A Adams St Catherine Street Natchez Miss until August Knowing that there was a dormitory to be built for girls at Alcorn I went there hoping to get work and to be there when school opened On arriving I failed to get employment I had no money The Boarding Hall was run by boys who stayed over summer Finding I was unemployed they refused to let me take meals with them There I was friendless and penniless without a bite of bread and nowhere to lay my head To drive the wolf of starvation away and to keep from being devoured I made arrangements with President Lanier to cut wood for something to eat until school opened Sept | A |
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When school opened the Faculty met the first day and distributed the positions to the eligibles On going down to the Hall to take my first meal to my surprise I found I had been awarded the position of waiter To hold a position or even remain on the Campus one must matriculate within three days after school starts if there when it opens or after he arrives if not I then wrote home for the matriculation fee as I had labored there all summer As that letter was sealed my destiny was sealed in it It was one that hauled my anchor of hope yes one to bring glad tidings of great joy and crowning success or the gloom of disastrous failure Thus having my hope sealed I wrote across it In Haste | B |
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The night of its return was a dark rainy one As all sat discussing different events that had transpired since the new session had begun suddenly a whistle was heard How our hearts throbbed with gladness as we exclaimed There that's the mail Dear reader you cannot imagine how overjoyed I was I knew that bag contained a letter for me so anxious was I to receive it I did not trust anyone but rushed to the office and ere long my name was called | C |
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I opened it then and there with an eager look for a green piece of paper styled a Money Order I looked but found it not All hope vanished joy faded and gloom hovered over me a feeling I never before had nor since and I hope never again to have electrified my body It was then raining at full headway the lightnings flashed the thunders pealed out peal after peal each succeeding one louder than the first By this time all had gone to bed but me I thought thought after thought prayed prayer after prayer sent up cry after cry shed tear after tear I went to bed but could not sleep I then thought of this subject O God Wilt Thou Help Me in School After writing it my feelings were changed the gloom was dispelled and 'Smiling Hope' returned with joyous tidings of happiness and a blissful future | D |
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O God to Thee who knowest all things | E |
To Thee each being his praises brings | E |
In heaven or earth or sea or sky | F |
To night to Thee I raise my cry | F |
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To night as Thou doth know the why | F |
The why I make each tearful sigh | F |
Hast Thou not crowned and blest my way | G |
Why'st Thou forsaken me to day | G |
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To night while in my deepest grief | H |
I calmly wait Thy sweet relief | H |
Thou knowest I have done my best | I |
Oh give my pondering soul some rest | I |
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To night O God grant all to know | J |
For man to reap he first must sow | K |
To know to have both bread and wine | L |
He must reap all at harvest time | M |
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To night O God to Thee I plead | N |
Thou must protect me guide and lead | O |
Through this which is my darkest night | P |
To a day when Thou shalt give me light | P |
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To night my soul does bleed with pain | Q |
As murky clouds drip down the rain | Q |
O God heal me of this heart ache | R |
For thy dear Son Christ Jesus' sake | R |
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To night me compass grief and fears | S |
To night while drip heart broken tears | T |
There seems to be no one to save | U |
My weeping soul from chilly grave | U |
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To night as I Thy servant pray | G |
To Thee to turn my darkness day | G |
And change my many blinding fears | S |
To brighter hope for future years | S |
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O restless soul thou canst not sleep | V |
For ship like thou art tossed the deep | V |
Aye tossed by surge of mighty wave | U |
With none to share and none to save | U |
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O God in Thee I now believe | W |
Since life in Thee I do receive | W |
I pray Thee now with trembling fear | X |
To my sad soul draw near draw near | X |
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O God Thou knowest this night I dread | O |
As 'twere to number me with the dead | O |
I plead to Thee as by a rule | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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To night O God the darkest gloom | Z |
Hangs o'er me like a cloud to doom | Z |
I cry while sitting on this stool | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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This wide world o'er my mind doth roam | A2 |
So many miles away from home | A2 |
With thoughts thread like wound in a spool | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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Dear Lord I ask of Thee one boon | B2 |
Pure as the light of harvest moon | B2 |
And cry as when bathed in a pool | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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While time and tide flow o'er my mind | C2 |
For wisdom Lord I ever pine | L |
But not in folly of a fool | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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Oh may I now look up and smile | D2 |
As children mirthful all the while | D2 |
When playing in the shade so cool | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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When life's long journey nears its end | E2 |
And friend so dear must part from friend | E2 |
To bathe deep in Thy living pool | Y |
O God wilt Thou help me in school | Y |
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Oh days of woe oh do relent | F2 |
For all my sins I now repent | F2 |
To bathe in Siloam's ancient pool | Y |
O God right now help me in school | Y |
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Ah when this stormy life is o'er | D |
I'll moor my bark on th' eternal shore | G2 |
Then shall I cross life's mortal pool | Y |
And God will then help me in school | Y |
Edward Smyth Jones
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