Brier: Good Friday Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBCBBDBD| Because dear Christ your tender wounded arm | A |
| Bends back the brier that edges life's long way | B |
| That no hurt comes to heart to soul no harm | A |
| I do not feel the thorns so much to day | B |
| Because I never knew your care to tire | C |
| Your hand to weary guiding me aright | B |
| Because you walk before and crush the brier | C |
| It does not pierce my feet so much to night | B |
| Because so often you have hearkened to | B |
| My selfish prayers I ask but one thing now | D |
| That these harsh hands of mine add not unto | B |
| The crown of thorns upon your bleeding brow | D |
Emily Pauline Johnson
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