The Plagues Of Egypt; Or, God's Providence Magnified In The Care Of His Chosen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH CJKJ LMNM FOPO QRKR STKU VLWX HFYF RZWZ A2B2HB2 KC2KC2 BRD2R E2ULU CF2KF2 KFXF KG2H2I2 RJ2K2L2 KCKC M2DQD QN2O2N2 I2FOF P2Q2KW| When darkness over Egypt reigned | A |
| A darkness to be felt | B |
| Light sweetly shone round Goshen still | C |
| The tents where Israel dwelt | B |
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| Awestruck the Egyptians silent lay | D |
| They rose not from their place | E |
| God's finger had been o'er their land | F |
| And left a fearful trace | E |
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| The very idols which they served | G |
| A gloom around them threw | H |
| The stream they worshipped turned to blood | I |
| The sun his light withdrew | H |
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| But Pharaoh's heart was hardened still | C |
| He let not Israel go | J |
| Until Jehovah King of kings | K |
| Struck the last fearful blow | J |
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| The first born on the kingly throne | L |
| The first born in the hall | M |
| God sent his awful mandate forth | N |
| And death passed over all | M |
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| No house remained in this proud land | F |
| Which mourned not for its dead | O |
| And every street was filled with gloom | P |
| And every heart with dread | O |
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| At midnight was the message sent | Q |
| It was an awful hour | R |
| Proclaiming man's impotency | K |
| And God's eternal power | R |
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| The mighty monarch struck with awe | S |
| Dismissed the people then | T |
| Contending with Omnipotence | K |
| He felt indeed was vain | U |
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| And how were Israel employed | V |
| When light around them shone | L |
| They then prepared the paschal lamb | W |
| And stood with sandals on | X |
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| Staves in their hands loins girded too | H |
| They waited the command | F |
| To throw their loosened shackles off | Y |
| And seek the promised land | F |
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| But first they ate the passover | R |
| And freely sprinkled round | Z |
| The blood of an unblemished lamb | W |
| In whom no spot was found | Z |
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| And the destroying angel passed | A2 |
| Harmless o'er every door | B2 |
| Whose side posts and whose lintels too | H |
| Faith's striking symbol bore | B2 |
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| Now let us pause and ask our hearts | K |
| If we have aught to learn | C2 |
| If very many teaching things | K |
| We cannot here discern | C2 |
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| Is there not darkness to be felt | B |
| In Egypt at this hour | R |
| And does she not refuse to bow | D2 |
| Before Jehovah's power | R |
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| And oh when God's own Israel | E2 |
| Would break the oppressor's chain | U |
| Does she approach His sacred throne | L |
| And supplicate in vain | U |
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| Ah no upon the captive still | C |
| Is poured a flood of light | F2 |
| While he prepares for better worlds | K |
| To take his joyous flight | F2 |
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| His bonds are burst he only waits | K |
| The omnipotent command | F |
| To journey forth his armor's on | X |
| His staff within his hand | F |
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| Not settled down in carnal ease | K |
| This world is not his home | G2 |
| A pilgrim and a stranger here | H2 |
| He seeks for one to come | I2 |
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| Christ is his holy passover | R |
| He has a part in Him | J2 |
| For he applies his blood in faith | K2 |
| To purify from sin | L2 |
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| But oh with very bitter herbs | K |
| It must be eaten still | C |
| Suffering is yet the lot of those | K |
| Who do their Master's will | C |
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| And let the Christian not forget | M2 |
| Israel was bid to stay | D |
| Within the shelter of the tent | Q |
| Until the opening day | D |
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| And God is now his people's tent | Q |
| In Him may we abide | N2 |
| Then though the faith will oft be proved | O2 |
| The patience oft be tried | N2 |
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| An hour of sweet release will come | I2 |
| And all the pilgrim band | F |
| By flame and cloud alternate led | O |
| Attain the promised land | F |
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| And wearing there the crown of joy | P2 |
| And carrying too the palm | Q2 |
| Eternally ascribe the praise | K |
| To God and to the Lamb | W |
Eliza Paul Kirkbride Gurney
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