When At Thy Footstool, Lord, I Bend Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GBGB HIJI KLML

When at Thy footstool Lord I bendA
And plead with Thee for mercy thereB
Think of the sinner s dying FriendA
And for His sake receive my prayerB
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O think not of my shame and guiltC
My thousand stains of deepest dyeD
Think of the blood which Jesus spiltC
And let that blood my pardon buyD
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Think Lord how I am still Thine ownE
The trembling creature of Thy handF
Think how my heart to sin is proneE
And what temptations round me standF
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O think upon Thy holy WordG
And every plighted promise thereB
How prayer should evermore be heardG
And how Thy glory is to spareB
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O think not of my doubts and fearsH
My strivings with Thy grace divineI
Think upon Jesus woes and tearsJ
And let His merits stand for mineI
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Thine eyes Thine ear they are not dullK
Thine arm can never shortened beL
Behold me here my heart is fullM
Behold and spare and succor meL

Henry Francis Lyte



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