Hymn 150 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFG HIJKLL MNONPP QRSRPP CTUTVV WXYXBZ UA2A2A2B2B2 C2TA2TPP A2D2A2D2A2A2 E2F2E2F2G2H2 A2PGPA2A2 I2PA2PA2A2

The offices of Christ From several scripturesA
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Join all the glorious namesB
Of wisdom love and powerC
That ever mortals knewD
That angels ever boreE
All are too mean to speak his worthF
Too mean to set my Savior forthG
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But O what gentle termsH
What condescending waysI
Doth our Redeemer useJ
To teach his heav'nly graceK
Mine eyes with joy and wonder seeL
What forms of love he bears for meL
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Arrayed in mortal fleshM
He like an angel standsN
And holds the promisesO
And pardons in his handsN
Commissioned from his Father's throneP
To make his grace to mortals knownP
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Great Prophet of my GodQ
My tongue would bless thy nameR
By thee the joyful newsS
Of our salvation cameR
The joyful news of sins forgiv'nP
Of hell subdued and peace with heav'nP
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Be thou my CounsellorC
My Pattern and my GuideT
And through this desert landU
Still keep me near thy sideT
O let my feet ne'er run astrayV
Nor rove nor seek the crooked wayV
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I love my Shepherd's voiceW
His watchful eyes shall keepX
My wand'ring soul amongY
The thousands of his sheepX
He feeds his flock he calls their namesB
His bosom bears the tender lambsZ
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To this dear Surety's handU
Will I commit my causeA2
He answers and fulfilsA2
His Father's broken lawsA2
Behold my soul at freedom setB2
My Surety paid the dreadful debtB2
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Jesus my great High PriestC2
Offered his blood and diedT
My guilty conscience seeksA2
No sacrifice besideT
His powerful blood did once atoneP
And now it pleads before the throneP
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My Advocate appearsA2
For my defence on highD2
The Father bows his earsA2
And lays his thunder byD2
Not all that hell or sin can sayA2
Shall turn his heart his love awayA2
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My dear Almighty LordE2
My Conqueror and my KingF2
Thy sceptre and thy swordE2
Thy reigning grace I singF2
Thine is the power behold I sitG2
In willing bonds before thy feetH2
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Now let my soul ariseA2
And tread the tempter downP
My Captain leads me forthG
To conquest and a crownP
A feeble saint shall win the dayA2
Though death and hell obstruct the wayA2
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Should all the hosts of deathI2
And powers of hell unknownP
Put their most dreadful formsA2
Of rage and mischief onP
I shall be safe for Christ displaysA2
Superior power and guardian graceA2

Isaac Watts



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