Thoughts On Jesus Christ's Descent Into Hell. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BCC DE FE C GG HII JK LK L MM NOO NP QR Q SS CTU CV CV C WX YZZ YA2 B2B2 B2 C2D2 B2YY B2B2 WB2 X DE2 F2G2G2 H2B2 G2B2 G2 B2B2 I2J2J2 I2B2 B2B2 B2 K2K2 B2QQ B2L2 M2L2 M2 B2B2 B2L2 L2B2 B2B2 B2B2 N2N2 O2G2G2 O2E IE I G2G2 P2B2B2 P2B2 B2B2 B2 B2B2 CB2B2 CB2 QB2 Q L2Q2 R2G2S2 R2B2 L2B2 L2 T2T2 B2B2B2 B2U2 CU2 C V2V2 B2B2B2 B2B2 B2B2 B2| What wondrous noise is heard around | A |
| Through heaven exulting voices sound | A |
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| A mighty army marches on | B |
| By thousand millions follow'd lo | C |
| To yon dark place makes haste to go | C |
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| God's Son descending from His throne | D |
| He goes the tempests round Him break | E |
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| As Judge and Hero cometh He | F |
| He goes the constellations quake | E |
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| The sun the world quake fearfully | C |
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| I see Him in His victor car | G |
| On fiery axles borne afar | G |
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| Who on the cross for us expired | H |
| The triumph to yon realms He shows | I |
| Remote from earth where star ne'er glows | I |
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| The triumph He for us acquired | J |
| He cometh Hell to extirpate | K |
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| Whom He by dying wellnigh kill'd | L |
| He shall pronounce her fearful fate | K |
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| Hark now the curse is straight fulfill'd | L |
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| Hell sees the victor come at last | M |
| She feels that now her reign is past | M |
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| She quakes and fears to meet His sight | N |
| She knows His thunders' terrors dread | O |
| In vain she seeks to hide her head | O |
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| Attempts to fly but vain is flight | N |
| Vainly she hastes to 'scape pursuit | P |
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| And to avoid her Judge's eye | Q |
| The Lord's fierce wrath restrains her foot | R |
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| Like brazen chains she cannot fly | Q |
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| Here lies the Dragon trampled down | S |
| He lies and feels God's angry frown | S |
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| He feels and grinneth hideously | C |
| He feels Hell's speechless agonies | T |
| A thousand times he howls and sighs | U |
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| Oh burning flames quick swallow me | C |
| There lies he in the fiery waves | V |
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| By torments rack'd and pangs infernal | C |
| Instant annihilation craves | V |
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| And hears those pangs will be eternal | C |
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| Those mighty squadrons too are here | W |
| The partners of his cursed career | X |
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| Yet far less bad than he were they | Y |
| Here lies the countless throng combined | Z |
| In black and fearful crowds entwined | Z |
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| While round him fiery tempests play | Y |
| He sees how they the Judge avoid | A2 |
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| He sees the storm upon them feed | B2 |
| Yet is not at the sight o'erjoy'd | B2 |
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| Because his pangs e'en theirs exceed | B2 |
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| The Son of Man in triumph passes | C2 |
| Down to Hell's wild and black morasses | D2 |
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| And there unfolds His majesty | B2 |
| Hell cannot bear the bright array | Y |
| For since her first created day | Y |
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| Darkness alone e'er govern'd she | B2 |
| She lay remote from ev'ry light | B2 |
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| With torments fill'd in Chaos here | W |
| God turn'd for ever from her sight | B2 |
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| His radiant features' glory clear | X |
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| Within the realms she calls her own | D |
| She sees the splendour of the Son | E2 |
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| His dreaded glories shining forth | F2 |
| She sees Him clad in rolling thunder | G2 |
| She sees the rocks all quake with wonder | G2 |
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| When God before her stands in wrath | H2 |
| She sees He comes her Judge to be | B2 |
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| She feels the awful pangs inside her | G2 |
| Herself to slay endeavours she | B2 |
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| But e'en this comfort is denied her | G2 |
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| Now looks she back with pains untold | B2 |
| Upon those happy times of old | B2 |
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| When those glories gave her joy | I2 |
| When yet her heart revered the truth | J2 |
| When her glad soul in endless youth | J2 |
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| And rapture dwelt without alloy | I2 |
| She calls to mind with madden'd thought | B2 |
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| How over man her wiles prevail'd | B2 |
| To take revenge on God she sought | B2 |
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| And feels the vengeance it entail'd | B2 |
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| God was made man and came to earth | K2 |
| Then Satan cried with fearful mirth | K2 |
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| E'en He my victim now shall be | B2 |
| He sought to slay the Lord Most High | Q |
| The world's Creator now must die | Q |
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| But Satan endless woe to thee | B2 |
| Thou thought'st to overcome Him then | L2 |
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| Rejoicing in His suffering | M2 |
| But he in triumph comes again | L2 |
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| To bind thee Death where is thy sting | M2 |
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| Speak Hell where is thy victory | B2 |
| Thy power destroy'd and scatter'd see | B2 |
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| Know'st thou not now the Highest's might | B2 |
| See Satan see thy rule o'erthrown | L2 |
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| By thousand varying pangs weigh'd down | L2 |
| Thou dwell'st in dark and endless night | B2 |
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| As though by lightning struck thou liest | B2 |
| No gleam of rapture far or wide | B2 |
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| In vain no hope thou there decriest | B2 |
| For me alone Messiah died | B2 |
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| A howling rises through the air | N2 |
| A trembling fills each dark vault there | N2 |
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| When Christ to Hell is seen to come | O2 |
| She snarls with rage but needs must cower | G2 |
| Before our mighty hero's power | G2 |
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| He signs and Hell is straightway dumb | O2 |
| Before his voice the thunders break | E |
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| On high His victor banner blows | I |
| E'en angels at His fury quake | E |
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| When Christ to the dread judgment goes | I |
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| Now speaks He and His voice is thunder | G2 |
| He speaks the rocks are rent in sunder | G2 |
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| His breath is like devouring flames | P2 |
| Thus speaks He Tremble ye accurs'd | B2 |
| He who from Eden hurl'd you erst | B2 |
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| Your kingdom's overthrow proclaims | P2 |
| Look up My children once were ye | B2 |
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| Your arms against Me then ye turn'd | B2 |
| Ye fell that ye might sinners be | B2 |
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| Ye've now the wages that ye earn'd | B2 |
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| My greatest foeman from that day | B2 |
| Ye led my dearest friends astray | B2 |
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| As ye had fallen man must fall | C |
| To kill him evermore ye sought | B2 |
| 'They all shall die the death ' ye thought | B2 |
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| But howl for Me I won them all | C |
| For them alone did I descend | B2 |
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| For them pray'd suffer'd perish'd I | Q |
| Ye ne'er shall gain your wicked end | B2 |
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| Who trusts in Me shall never die | Q |
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| In endless chains here lie ye now | L2 |
| Nothing can save you from the slough | Q2 |
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| Not boldness not regret for crime | R2 |
| Lie then and writhe in brimstone fire | G2 |
| 'Twas ye yourselves drew down Mine ire | S2 |
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| Lie and lament throughout all time | R2 |
| And also ye whom I selected | B2 |
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| E'en ye forever I disown | L2 |
| For ye My saving grace rejected | B2 |
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| Ye murmur blame yourselves alone | L2 |
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| Ye might have lived with Me in bliss | T2 |
| For I of yore had promis'd this | T2 |
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| Ye sinn'd and all My precepts slighted | B2 |
| Wrapp'd in the sleep of sin ye dwelt | B2 |
| Now is My fearful judgment felt | B2 |
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| By a just doom your guilt requited | B2 |
| Thus spake He and a fearful storm | U2 |
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| From Him proceeds the lightnings glow | C |
| The thunders seize each wicked form | U2 |
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| And hurl them in the gulf below | C |
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| The God man closeth Hell's sad doors | V2 |
| In all His majesty He soars | V2 |
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| From those dark regions back to light | B2 |
| He sitteth at the Father's side | B2 |
| Oh friends what joy doth this betide | B2 |
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| For us for us He still will fight | B2 |
| The angels sacred quire around | B2 |
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| Rejoice before the mighty Lord | B2 |
| So that all creatures hear the sound | B2 |
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| Zebaoth's God be aye ador'd | B2 |
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
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