Paraphrases From Scripture. Psalm Lxxiv. 16, 17 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C DDEEBBFF GGHHBIJJ GGGGKKCC LLMMNNOO J| The day is thine the night also is thine thou hast prepared the light and the sun | A |
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| Thou hast set all the borders of the earth thou hast made summer and winter | B |
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| PSALM lxxiv | C |
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| My God all nature owns thy sway | D |
| Thou giv'st the night and thou the day | D |
| When all thy lov'd creation wakes | E |
| When morning rich in lustre breaks | E |
| And bathes in dew the op'ning flower | B |
| To thee we owe her fragrant hour | B |
| And when she pours her choral song | F |
| Her melodies to thee belong | F |
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| Or when in paler tints array'd | G |
| The evening slowly spreads her shade | G |
| That soothing shade that grateful gloom | H |
| Can more than day's enliv'ning bloom | H |
| Still every fond and vain desire | B |
| And calmer purer thoughts inspire | I |
| From earth the pensive spirit free | J |
| And lead the soften'd heart to Thee | J |
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| In every scene thy hands have drest | G |
| In every form by thee imprest | G |
| Upon the mountain's awful head | G |
| Or where the shelt'ring woods are spread | G |
| In every note that swells the gale | K |
| Or tuneful stream that cheers the vale | K |
| The cavern's depth or echoing grove | C |
| A voice is heard of praise and love | C |
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| As o'er thy work the seasons roll | L |
| And sooth with change of bliss the soul | L |
| Oh never may their smiling train | M |
| Pass o'er the human scene in vain | M |
| But oft as on the charm we gaze | N |
| Attune the wond'ring soul to praise | N |
| And be the joys that most we prize | O |
| The joys that from thy favour rise | O |
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| Can a woman forget her sucking child that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb Yea they may forget yet will I not forget thee | J |
Helen Maria Williams
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