The Disciple Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEFE CBCB GHGH IJKJ LMLM NONO AMAM PNPN MMMM QRQR STST A UVUW XOXO YMYM MMMM ZBZB DA2FA2 ZB2ZB2 AC2AC2 OC2OC2 A TD2TD2 ME2ME2 B2F2B2F2 E2 G2OG2O PDPD ZMZM MC2MC2 ZG2ZG2 H2C2H2C2 MMMM G2OG2O P E2ME2M ZC2ZC2 E2ME2M MI2MI2 E2 ZE2ZE2 C2MC2M MJ2MJ2 ZE2ZE2 E2 MH2MH2 MZMZ K2MK2M PZPZ K2ZK2Z E2ME2M C2C2C2C2 E2 F2E2F2E2 L2ML2M C2PC2P E2ME2M M2MN2M F2MF2M MF2MF2 F2 MFMF MMMM F2MF2M J2MJ2M O2J2O2J2 F2 F2ZF2Z F2MF2M ML2ML2 MOMO F2P2F2P2 E2F2E2F2 Q2F2Q2F2 R2F2R2F2 F2 S2FS2D MMMM F2T2F2T2 U2MU2M MF2MF2 O2F2O2F2 DV2DV2 MW2MW2 MF2MF2 MZMZ F2YF2Y F2MF2M F2 P2F2P2F2 DJ2DJ2 ZYZY E2E2E2E2 MF2MF2 F2 F2F2F2F2 MX2MX2 E2Y2E2I2 DDDD F2Z2F2Z2 F2MF2M E2 A3F2A3F2 F2MF2M DZDZ XB3XB3 E2 F2F2F2F2 F2MF2M DMDM E2 DB3DB3 F2F2F2F2 F2MF2M MB3MB3 C3H2C3H2 ZF2ZF2 E2 ME2ME2 F2E2F2E2 A3MA3M F2MF2M MF2MF2 F2F2F2F2 E2 MMMM ZMZM MMMM M2F2M2F2 A3MA3M F2 E2ZE2Z DMDM E2ZE2Z F2 MDMD F2ZF2Z MMMM I2F2I2F2 E2ME2M F2 XF2XF2 MM2MM2 ZZZZ F2ZF2Z F2 MF2MF2 MMMM F2F2F2F2 MZMZ ZZZZ P2MP2M F2F2F2F2 XMXM F2 ME2ME2 DD3DD3 ZF2ZF2 E3F2E3F2 F2ZF2Z F2ZF2Z N2B3I2B3 F2DF2D E2 F2O2F2O2 F2MF2M MDMD E2 MMMM MMMM F2F3F2F3 F2ZF2Z X2E2X2E2 E2 O2MO2M W2F2W2F2 F2G3F2G3 E2F2E2F2 MMMM E2 DMDM MMMM DF2DF2 F2YF2Y E2 F2D3F2D3 H3DH3D DMDM F2H2F2H2 F2MF2M MZMZ F2I3F2I3 MMMM F2 F2MF2M ZZZZ F2I2F2I2 ZJ2ZJ3 F2F2F2F2 I2F2I2F2 MF2MF2 F2 S2G2S2G2 ZMZM MDMD K3MK3M X2MA3M MDMD ZF2ZF2 F2 F2L3F2L3 E2ME2M F2 ZE2ZE2 F2F2F2F2 M3F2M3F2 E2E2E2E2 G3MG3M MF2MF2 E2N3E2N3 DMDM E2F2E2F2 MDMD MF2MF2 F2DF2D ZMZM MYMY MF2MF2

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The times are changed and gone the dayB
When the high heavenly landC
Though unbeheld quite near them layB
And men could understandC
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The dead yet find it who when hereD
Did love it more than thisE
They enter in are filled with cheerF
And pain expires in blissE
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All glorious gleams the blessed landC
O God forgive I prayB
The heart thou holdest in thy handC
Loves more this sunny dayB
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I see the hundred thousand waitG
Around the radiant throneH
Ah what a dreary gilded stateG
What crowds of beings loneH
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I do not care for singing psalmsI
I tire of good men's talkJ
To me there is no joy in palmsK
Or white robed solemn walkJ
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I love to hear the wild winds meetL
The wild old winds at nightM
To watch the cold stars flash and beatL
The feathery snow alightM
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I love all tales of valiant menN
Of women good and fairO
If I were rich and strong ah thenN
I would do something rareO
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But for thy temple in the skyA
Its pillars strong and whiteM
I cannot love it though I tryA
And long with all my mightM
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Sometimes a joy lays hold on meP
And I am speechless thenN
Almost a martyr I could beP
To join the holy menN
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Straightway my heart is like a clodM
My spirit wrapt in doubtM
A pillar in the house of GodM
And never more go outM
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No more the sunny breezy mornQ
All gone the glowing noonR
No more the silent heath forlornQ
The wan faced waning moonR
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My God this heart will never burnS
Must never taste thy joyT
Even Jesus' face is calm and sternS
I am a hapless boyT
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IIA
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I read good books My heart despairsU
In vain I try to dressV
My soul in feelings like to theirsU
These men of holinessW
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My thoughts like doves abroad I flingX
Into a country fairO
Wind baffled back with tired wingX
They to my ark repairO
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Or comes a sympathetic thrillY
With long departed saintM
A feeble dawn without my willY
Of feelings old and quaintM
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As of a church's holy nightM
With low browed chapels roundM
Where common sunshine dares not lightM
On the too sacred groundM
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One glance at sunny fields of grainZ
One shout of child at playB
A merry melody drives amainZ
The one toned chant awayB
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My spirit will not enter hereD
To haunt the holy gloomA2
I gaze into a mirror mereF
A mirror not a roomA2
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And as a bird against the paneZ
Will strike deceived soreB2
I think to enter but remainZ
Outside the closed doorB2
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Oh it will call for many a sighA
If it be what it claimsC2
This book so unlike earth and skyA
Unlike man's hopes and aimsC2
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To me a desert parched and bareO
In which a spirit broodsC2
Whose wisdom I would gladly shareO
At cost of many goodsC2
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IIIA
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O hear me God O give me joyT
Such as thy chosen feelD2
Have pity on a wretched boyT
My heart is hard as steelD2
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I have no care for what is goodM
Thyself I do not loveE2
I relish not this Bible foodM
My heaven is not aboveE2
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Thou wilt not hear I come no moreB2
Thou heedest not my woeF2
With sighs and tears my heart is soreB2
Thou comest not I goF2
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Once more I kneel The earth is darkG2
And darker yet the airO
If light there be 'tis but a sparkG2
Amid a world's despairO
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One hopeless hope there yet may beP
A God somewhere to hearD
The God to whom I bend my kneeP
A God with open earD
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I know that men laugh still to scornZ
The grief that is my lotM
Such wounds they say are hardly borneZ
But easily forgotM
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What matter that my sorrows restM
On ills which men despiseC2
More hopeless heaves my aching breastM
Than when a prophet sighsC2
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AEons of griefs have come and goneZ
My grief is yet my markG2
The sun sets every night yet noneZ
Sees therefore in the darkG2
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There's love enough upon the earthH2
And beauty too they sayC2
There may be plenty may be dearthH2
I care not any wayC2
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The world hath melted from my sightM
No grace in life is leftM
I cry to thee with all my mightM
Because I am bereftM
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In vain I cry The earth is darkG2
And darker yet the airO
Of light there trembles now no sparkG2
In my lost soul's despairO
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I sit and gaze from window highE2
Down on the noisy streetM
No part in this great coil have IE2
No fate to go and meetM
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My books unopened long have lainZ
In class I am all astrayC2
The questions growing in my brainZ
Demand and have their wayC2
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Knowledge is power the people cryE2
Grave men the lure repeatM
After some rarer thing I sighE2
That makes the pulses beatM
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Old truths new facts they preach aloudM
Their tones like wisdom fallI2
One sunbeam glancing on a cloudM
Hints things beyond them allI2
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VIE2
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But something is not right withinZ
High hopes are far gone byE2
Was it a bootless aim to winZ
Sight of a loftier skyE2
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They preach men should not faint but prayC2
And seek until they findM
But God is very far awayC2
Nor is his countenance kindM
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Yet every night my father prayedM
Withdrawing from the throngJ2
Some answer must have come that madeM
His heart so high and strongJ2
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Once more I'll seek the God of menZ
Redeeming childhood's vowE2
I failed with bitter weeping thenZ
And fail cold hearted nowE2
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Why search for God A man I treadM
This old life bearing earthH2
High thoughts awake and lift my headM
In me they have their birthH2
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The preacher says a Christian mustM
Do all the good he canZ
I must be noble true and justM
Because I am a manZ
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They say a man must watch and keepK2
Lamp burning garments whiteM
Else he shall sit without and weepK2
When Christ comes home at nightM
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A man must hold his honour freeP
His conscience must not stainZ
Or soil I say the dignityP
Of heart and blood and brainZ
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Yes I say well said words are cheapK2
For action man was bornZ
What praise will my one talent reapK2
What grapes are on my thornZ
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Have high words kept me pure enoughE2
In evil have I no partM
Hath not my bosom perilous stuffE2
That weighs upon the heartM
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I am not that which I do praiseC2
I do not that I sayC2
I sit a talker in the waysC2
A dreamer in the dayC2
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VIIIE2
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The preacher's words are true I knowF2
That man may lose his lifeE2
That every man must downward goF2
Without the upward strifeE2
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'Twere well my soul should cease to roamL2
Should seek and have and holdM
It may be there is yet a homeL2
In that religion oldM
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Again I kneel again I prayC2
Wilt thou be God to meP
Wilt thou give ear to what I sayC2
And lift me up to theeP
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Lord is it true Oh vision highE2
The clouds of heaven dispartM
An opening depth of loving skyE2
Looks down into my heartM
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There is a home wherein to dwellM2
The very heart of lightM
Thyself my sun immutableN2
My moon and stars all nightM
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I thank thee Lord It must be soF2
Its beauty is so goodM
Up in my heart thou mad'st it goF2
And I have understoodM
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The clouds return The common dayM
Falls on me like a NoF2
But I have seen what might be mayM
And with a hope I goF2
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I am a stranger in the landM
It gives no welcome dearF
Its lilies bloom not for my handM
Its roses for my cheerF
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The sunshine used to make me gladM
But now it knows me notM
This weight of brightness makes me sadM
It isolates a blotM
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I am forgotten by the hillsF2
And by the river's playM
No look of recognition thrillsF2
The features of the dayM
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Then only am I moved to songJ2
When down the darkening streetM
While vanishes the scattered throngJ2
The driving rain I meetM
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The rain pours down My thoughts awakeO2
Like flowers that languished longJ2
From bare cold hills the night winds breakO2
From me the unwonted songJ2
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I read the Bible with my eyesF2
But hardly with my brainZ
Should this the meaning recognizeF2
My heart yet reads in vainZ
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These words of promise and of woeF2
Seem but a tinkling soundM
As through an ancient tomb I goF2
With dust filled urns aroundM
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Or as a sadly searching childM
Afar from love and homeL2
Sits in an ancient chamber piledM
With scroll and musty tomeL2
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So I in these epistles oldM
From men of heavenly careO
Find all the thoughts of other mouldM
Than I can love or shareO
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No sympathy with mine they showF2
Their world is not the sameP2
They move me not with joy or woeF2
They touch me not with blameP2
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I hear no word that calls my lifeE2
Or owns my struggling powersF2
Those ancient ages had their strifeE2
But not a strife like oursF2
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Oh not like men they move and speakQ2
Those pictures in old panesF2
They alter not their aspect meekQ2
For all the winds and rainsF2
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Their thoughts are full of figures strangeR2
Of Jewish forms and ritesF2
A world of air and sea I rangeR2
Of mornings and of nightsF2
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I turn me to the gospel taleS2
My hope is faint with fearF
That hungriest search will not availS2
To find a refuge hereD
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A misty wind blows bare and rudeM
From dead seas of the pastM
And through the clouds that halt and broodM
Dim dawns a shape at lastM
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A sad worn man who bows his faceF2
And treads a frightful pathT2
To save an abject hopeless raceF2
From an eternal wrathT2
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Kind words he speaks but all the timeU2
As from a formless heightM
To which no human foot can climbU2
Half swathed in ancient nightM
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Nay sometimes and to gentle heartM
Unkind words from him goF2
Surely it is no saviour's partM
To speak to women soF2
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Much rather would I refuge takeO2
With Mary dear to meF2
To whom that rough hard speech he spakeO2
What have I to do with theeF2
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Surely I know men tendererD
Women of larger soulV2
Who need no prayer their hearts to stirD
Who always would make wholeV2
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Oftenest he looks a weary saintM
Embalmed in pallid gleamW2
Listless and sad without complaintM
Like dead man in a dreamW2
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And at the best he is upliftM
A spectacle a showF2
The worth of such an outworn giftM
I know too much to knowF2
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How find the love to pay my debtM
He leads me from the sunZ
Yet it is hard men should forgetM
A good deed ever doneZ
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Forget that he to foil a curseF2
Did on that altar hillY
Sun of a sunless universeF2
Hang dying patient stillY
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But what is He whose pardon slowF2
At so much blood is pricedM
If such thou art O Jove I goF2
To the Promethean ChristM
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A word within says I am to blameP2
And therefore must confessF2
Must call my doing by its nameP2
And so make evil lessF2
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I could not his false triumph bearD
For he was first in wrongJ2
Thy own ill doings are thy careD
His to himself belongJ2
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To do it right my heart should ownZ
Some sorrow for the illY
Plain honest words will half atoneZ
And they are in thy willY
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The struggle comes Evil or IE2
Must gain the victory nowE2
I am unmoved and yet would tryE2
O God to thee I bowE2
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The skies are brass there falls no aidM
No wind of help will blowF2
But I bethink me I am madeM
A man I rise and goF2
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To Christ I needs must come they sayF2
Who went to death for meF2
I turn aside I come I prayF2
My unknown God to theeF2
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He is afar the story oldM
Is blotted worn and dimX2
With thee O God I can be boldM
I cannot pray to himX2
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Pray At the word a cloudy griefE2
Around me folds its pallY2
Nothing I have to call beliefE2
How can I pray at allI2
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I know not if a God be thereD
To heed my crying soreD
If in the great world anywhereD
An ear keeps open doorD
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An unborn faith I will not nurseF2
Pursue an endless taskZ2
Loud out into its universeF2
My soul shall call and askZ2
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Is there no God earth sky and seaF2
Are but a chaos wildM
Is there a God I know that heF2
Must hear his calling childM
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I kneel But all my soul is dumbA3
With hopeless miseryF2
Is he a friend who will not comeA3
Whose face I must not seeF2
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I do not think of broken lawsF2
Of judge's damning wordM
My heart is all one ache becauseF2
I call and am not heardM
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A cry where there is none to hearD
Doubles the lonely painZ
Returns in silence on the earD
In torture on the brainZ
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No look of love a smile can bringX
No kiss wile back the breathB3
To cold lips I no answer wringX
From this great face of deathB3
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Yet sometimes when the agonyF2
Dies of its own excessF2
A dew like calm descends on meF2
A shadow of tendernessF2
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A sense of bounty and of graceF2
A cool air in my breastM
As if my soul were yet a placeF2
Where peace might one day restM
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God God I say and cry no moreD
But rise and think to standM
Unwearied at the closed doorD
Till comes the opening handM
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But is it God Once more the fearD
Of No God loads my breathB3
Amid a sunless atmosphereD
I fight again with deathB3
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Such rest may be like that which lullsF2
The man who fainting liesF2
His bloodless brain his spirit dullsF2
Draws darkness o'er his eyesF2
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But even such sleep my heart respondsF2
May be the ancient restM
Rising released from bodily bondsF2
And flowing unreprestM
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The o'ertasked will falls down aghastM
In individual deathB3
God puts aside the severed pastM
Breathes in a primal breathB3
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For how should torture breed a calmC3
Can death to life give birthH2
No labour can create the balmC3
That soothes the sleeping earthH2
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I yet will hope the very OneZ
Whose love is life in meF2
Did when my strength was overdoneZ
Inspire serenityF2
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When the hot sun's too urgent mightM
Hath shrunk the tender leafE2
Water comes sliding down the nightM
And makes its sorrow briefE2
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When poet's heart is in eclipseF2
A glance from childhood's eyeE2
A smile from passing maiden's lipsF2
Will clear a glowing skyE2
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Might not from God such influence comeA3
A dying hope to liftM
Might he not send to poor heart someA3
Unmediated giftM
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My child lies moaning lost in dreamsF2
Abandoned sore dismayedM
Her fancy's world with horror teemsF2
Her soul is much afraidM
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I lay my hand upon her breastM
Her moaning dies awayF2
She does not wake but lost in restM
Sleeps on into the dayF2
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And when my heart with soft releaseF2
Grows calm as summer seaF2
Shall I not hope the God of peaceF2
Hath laid his hand on meF2
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But why from thought should fresh doubt startM
An ever lengthening cordM
Might he not make my troubled heartM
Right sure it was the LordM
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God will not let a smaller boonZ
Hinder the coming bestM
A granted sign might all too soonZ
Rejoice thee into restM
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Yet could not any sign though grandM
As hosts of fire aboutM
Though lovely as a sunset landM
Secure thy soul from doubtM
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A smile from one thou lovedst wellM2
Gladdened thee all the dayF2
The doubt which all day far did dwellM2
Came home with twilight grayF2
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For doubt will come will ever comeA3
Though signs be perfect goodM
Till heart to heart strike doubting dumbA3
And both are understoodM
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I shall behold him one day nighE2
Assailed with glory keenZ
My eyes will open wide and IE2
Shall see as I am seenZ
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Of nothing can my heart be sureD
Except the highest bestM
When God I see with vision pureD
That sight will be my restM
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Forward I look with longing eyeE2
And still my hope renewZ
Backward and think that from the skyE2
Did come that falling dewZ
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But if a vision should unfoldM
That I might banish fearD
That I the chosen might be boldM
And walk with upright cheerD
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My heart would cry But shares my raceF2
In this great love of thineZ
I pray put me not in good caseF2
Where others lack and pineZ
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Nor claim I thus a loving heartM
That for itself is muteM
In such love I desire no partM
As reaches not my rootM
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But if my brothers thou dost callI2
As children to thy kneeF2
Thou givest me my being's allI2
Thou sayest child to meF2
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If thou to me alone shouldst giveE2
My heart were all beguiledM
It would not be because I liveE2
And am my Father's childM
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As little comfort would it bringX
Amid a throng to passF2
To stand with thousands worshippingX
Upon the sea of glassF2
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To know that of a sinful worldM
I one was saved as wellM2
My roll of ill with theirs upfurledM
And cast in deepest hellM2
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That God looked bounteously on oneZ
Because on many menZ
As shone Judea's earthly sunZ
On all the healed tenZ
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No thou must be a God to meF2
As if but me were noneZ
I such a perfect child to theeF2
As if thou hadst but oneZ
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Oh then my Father hast thou notM
A blessing just for meF2
Shall I be barely not forgotM
Never come home to theeF2
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Hast thou no care for this one childM
This thinking living needM
Or is thy countenance only mildM
Thy heart not love indeedM
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For some eternal joy I prayF2
To make me strong and freeF2
Yea such a friend I need alwayF2
As thou alone canst beF2
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Is not creative infinitudeM
Able in every manZ
To turn itself to every moodM
Since God man's life beganZ
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Art thou not each man's God his ownZ
With secret words betweenZ
As thou and he lived all aloneZ
Insphered in silence keenZ
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Ah God my heart is not the sameP2
As any heart besideM
My pain is different and my blameP2
My pity and my prideM
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My history thou know'st my thoughtsF2
Different from other men'sF2
Thou knowest all the sheep and goatsF2
That mingle in my pensF2
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Thou knowest I a love might bringX
By none beside me dueM
One praiseful song at least might singX
Which could not but be newM
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Nor seek I thus to stand apartM
In aught my kind aboveE2
My neighbour ah my troubled heartM
Must rest ere thee it loveE2
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If God love not I have no careD
No power to love no hopeD3
What is life here or anywhereD
Or why with darkness copeD3
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I scorn my own love's every signZ
So feeble selfish lowF2
If his love give no pledge that mineZ
Shall one day perfect growF2
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But if I knew Thy love even suchE3
As tender and intenseF2
As tested by its human touchE3
Would satisfy my senseF2
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Of what a father never wasF2
But should be to his sonZ
My heart would leap for joy becauseF2
My rescue was begunZ
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Oh then my love by thine set freeF2
Would overflow thy menZ
In every face my heart would seeF2
God shining out againZ
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There are who hold high festivalN2
And at the board crown DeathB3
I am too weak to live at allI2
Except I breathe thy breathB3
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Show me a love that nothing batesF2
Absolute self severeD
Even at Gehenna's prayerless gatesF2
I should not taint with fearD
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I cannot brook that men should sayF2
Nor this for gospel takeO2
That thou wilt hear me if I prayF2
Asking for Jesus' sakeO2
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For love to him is not to meF2
And cannot lift my fateM
The love is not that is not freeF2
Perfect immediateM
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Love is salvation life withoutM
No moment can endureD
Those sheep alone go in and outM
Who know thy love is pureD
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But what if God requires indeedM
For cause yet unrevealedM
Assent to one fixed form of creedM
Such as I cannot yieldM
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Has God made for Christ's sake a testM
To take or leave the crustM
That only he may have the bestM
Who licks the serpent dustM
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No no the words I will not sayF2
With the responding folkF3
I at his feet a heart would layF2
Not shoulders for a yokeF3
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He were no lord of righteousnessF2
Who subjects such would gainZ
As yield their birthright for a messF2
Of liberty from painZ
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And wilt thou bargain then with HimX2
The priest makes answer highE2
'Tis thou priest makest the sky dimX2
My hope is in the skyE2
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But is my will alive awakeO2
The one God will not heedM
If in my lips or hands I takeO2
A half word or half deedM
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Hour after hour I sit and dreamW2
Amazed in outwardnessF2
The powers of things that only seemW2
The things that are oppressF2
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Till in my soul some discord soundsF2
Till sinks some yawning lackG3
Then turn I from life's rippling roundsF2
And unto thee come backG3
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Thou seest how poor a thing am IE2
Yet hear whate'er I beF2
Despairing of my will I cryE2
Be God enough to meF2
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My spirit low irresoluteM
I cast before thy feetM
And wait while even prayer is muteM
For what thou judgest meetM
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My safety lies not any hourD
In what I generateM
But in the living healing powerD
Of that which doth createM
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If he is God to the incompleteM
Fulfilling lack and needM
Then I may cast before his feetM
A half word or half deedM
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I bring Lord to thy altar stairD
To thee love gloriousF2
My very lack of will and prayerD
And cry Thou seest me thusF2
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From some old well of life they flowF2
The words my being fillY
Of me that man the truth shall knowF2
Who wills the Father's willY
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XXVIIIE2
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What is his will that I may goF2
And do it in the hopeD3
That light will rise and spread and growF2
As deed enlarges scopeD3
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I need not search the sacred bookH3
To find my duty clearD
Scarce in my bosom need I lookH3
It lies so very nearD
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Henceforward I must watch the doorD
Of word and action tooM
There's one thing I must do no moreD
Another I must doM
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Alas these are such little thingsF2
No glory in their birthH2
Doubt from their common aspect springsF2
If God will count them worthH2
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But here I am not left to chooseF2
My duty is my lotM
And weighty things will glory loseF2
If small ones are forgotM
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I am not worthy high things yetM
I'll humbly do my ownZ
Good care of sheep may so begetM
A fitness for the throneZ
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Ah fool why dost thou reason thusF2
Ambition's very foolI3
Through high and low each gloriousF2
Shines God's all perfect ruleI3
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'Tis God I need not rank in goodM
'Tis Life not honour's meedM
With him to fill my every moodM
I am content indeedM
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XXIXF2
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Will do shall know I feel the forceF2
The fullness of the wordM
His holy boldness held its courseF2
Claiming divine accordM
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What if as yet I have never seenZ
The true face of the ManZ
The named notion may have beenZ
A likeness vague and wanZ
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A thing of such unblended huesF2
As on his chamber wallI2
The humble peasant gladly viewsF2
And Jesus Christ doth callI2
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The story I did never scanZ
With vision calm and strongJ2
Have never tried to see the ManZ
The many words amongJ3
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Pictures there are that do not pleaseF2
With any sweet surpriseF2
But gain the heart by slow degreesF2
Until they feast the eyesF2
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And if I ponder what they callI2
The gospel of God's graceF2
Through mists that slowly melt and fallI2
May dawn a human faceF2
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What face Oh heart uplifting thoughtM
That face may dawn on meF2
Which Moses on the mountain soughtM
God would not let him seeF2
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XXXF2
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All faint at first as wrapt in veilS2
Of Sinai's cloudy darkG2
But dawning as I read the taleS2
I slow discern and markG2
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A gracious simple truthful manZ
Who walks the earth erectM
Nor stoops his noble head to oneZ
From fear or false respectM
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Who seeks to climb no high estateM
No low consent secureD
With high and low serenely greatM
Because his love is pureD
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Oh not alone high o'er our reachK3
Our joys and griefs beyondM
To him 'tis joy divine to teachK3
Where human hearts respondM
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And grief divine it was to himX2
To see the souls that sleptM
How often O JerusalemA3
He said and gazed and weptM
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Love was his very being's rootM
And healing was its flowerD
Love human love its stem and fruitM
Its gladness and its powerD
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Life of high God till then unseenZ
Undreamt of glorious showF2
Glad faithful childlike love sereneZ
How poor am I how lowF2
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XXXIF2
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As in a living well I gazeF2
Kneeling upon its brinkL3
What are the very words he saysF2
What did the one man thinkL3
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I find his heart was all aboveE2
Obedience his one thoughtM
Reposing in his father's loveE2
His father's will he soughtM
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XXXIIF2
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Years have passed o'er my broken planZ
To picture out a strifeE2
Where ancient Death in horror wanZ
Faced young and fearing LifeE2
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More of the tale I tell not soF2
But for myself would sayF2
My heart is quiet with what I knowF2
With what I hope is gayF2
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And where I cannot set my faithM3
Unknowing or unwiseF2
I say If this be what he saithM3
Here hidden treasure liesF2
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Through years gone by since thus I stroveE2
Thus shadowed out my strifeE2
While at my history I woveE2
Thou wovest in the lifeE2
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Through poverty that had no lackG3
For friends divinely goodM
Through pain that not too long did rackG3
Through love that understoodM
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Through light that taught me what to holdM
And what to cast awayF2
Through thy forgiveness manifoldM
And things I cannot sayF2
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Here thou hast brought me able nowE2
To kiss thy garment's hemN3
Entirely to thy will to bowE2
And trust thee even for themN3
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Who in the darkness and the mireD
Walk with rebellious feetM
Loose trailing Lo their soiled attireD
For heavenly floor unmeetM
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Lord Jesus Christ I know not howE2
With this blue air blue seaF2
This yellow sand that grassy browE2
All isolating meF2
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Thy thoughts to mine themselves impartM
My thoughts to thine draw nearD
But thou canst fill who mad'st my heartM
Who gav'st me words must hearD
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Thou mad'st the hand with which I writeM
The eye that watches slowF2
Through rosy gates that rosy lightM
Across thy threshold goF2
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Those waves that bend in golden sprayF2
As if thy foot they boreD
I think I know thee Lord to dayF2
Shall know thee evermoreD
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I know thy father thine and mineZ
Thou the great fact hast baredM
Master the mighty words are thineZ
Such I had never daredM
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Lord thou hast much to make me yetM
Thy father's infant stillY
Thy mind Son in my bosom setM
That I may grow thy willY
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My soul with truth clothe all aboutM
And I shall question freeF2
The man that feareth Lord to doubtM
In that fear doubteth theeF2

George Macdonald



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