Psalm 50 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDD EEFGHH IJKKHH LMNOPQ RRSSTT UJHHVV HHWXHH YYZZA2A2 HHB2B2NC2| The last judgment | A |
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| The Lord the Sovereign sends his summons forth | B |
| Calls the south nations and awakes the north | B |
| From east to west the sounding orders spread | C |
| Through distant worlds and regions of the dead | C |
| No more shall atheists mock his long delay | D |
| His vengeance sleeps no more behold the day | D |
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| Behold the Judge descends his guards are nigh | E |
| Tempest and fire attend him down the sky | E |
| Heav'n earth and hell draw near let all things come | F |
| To hear his justice and the sinner's doom | G |
| But gather first my saints the Judge commands | H |
| Bring them ye angels from their distant lands | H |
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| Behold my cov'nant stands for ever good | I |
| Sealed by th' eternal Sacrifice in blood | J |
| And signed with all their names the Greek the Jew | K |
| That paid the ancient worship or the new | K |
| There's no distinction here come spread their thrones | H |
| And near me seat my fav'rites and my sons | H |
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| I their Almighty Savior and their God | L |
| I am their Judge ye heav'ns proclaim abroad | M |
| My just eternal sentence and declare | N |
| Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear | O |
| Sinners in Zion tremble and retire | P |
| I doom the painted hypocrite to fire | Q |
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| Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain | R |
| Do I condemn thee bulls and goats are vain | R |
| Without the flames of love in vain the store | S |
| Of brutal off'rings that were mine before | S |
| Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed | T |
| Flocks herds and fields and forests where they feed | T |
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| If I were hungry would I ask thee food | U |
| When did I thirst or drink thy bullocks' blood | J |
| Can I be flattered with thy cringing bows | H |
| Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows | H |
| Are my eyes charmed thy vestments to behold | V |
| Glaring in gems and gay in woven gold | V |
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| Unthinking wretch how couldst thou hope to please | H |
| A God a Spirit with such toys as these | H |
| While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue | W |
| Thou lov'st deceit and dost thy brother wrong | X |
| In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends | H |
| Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends | H |
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| Silent I waited with long suff'ring love | Y |
| But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove | Y |
| And cherish such an impious thought within | Z |
| That God the Righteous would indulge thy sin | Z |
| Behold my terrors now my thunders roll | A2 |
| And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul | A2 |
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| Sinners awake betimes ye fools be wise | H |
| Awake before this dreadful morning rise | H |
| Change your vain thoughts your crooked works amend | B2 |
| Fly to the Savior make the Judge your friend | B2 |
| Lest like a lion his last vengeance tear | N |
| Your trembling souls and no deliv'rer near | C2 |
Isaac Watts
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