Paraphrase Of Isaiah, Chap. 64 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEFGEHH IJKJKLL MKMKHH NONOPP QRQRSS TLTLUU QVQWAA| O that Thou wouldest rend the breadth of sky | A |
| That veils Thy presence from the sons of men | B |
| O that as erst Thou camest from on high | A |
| Sudden in strength Thou so would'st come again | B |
| Track'd out by judgments was Thy fiery path | C |
| Ocean and mountain withering in Thy wrath | C |
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| Then would Thy name the Just the Merciful | D |
| Strange dubious attributes to human mind | E |
| Appal Thy foes and kings who spurn Thy rule | F |
| Then then would quake to hopeless doom | G |
| consign'd | E |
| See the stout bows and totters the secure | H |
| While pleasure's bondsman hides his head impure | H |
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| Come down for then shall from its seven bright | I |
| springs | J |
| To him who thirsts the draught of life be given | K |
| Eye hath not seen ear hath not heard the things | J |
| Which He hath purposed for the heirs of heaven | K |
| A God of love guiding with gracious ray | L |
| Each meek rejoicing pilgrim on his way | L |
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| Yea though we err and Thine averted face | M |
| Rebukes the folly in Thine Israel done | K |
| Will not that hour of chastisement give place | M |
| To beams the pledge of an eternal sun | K |
| Yes for His counsels to the end endure | H |
| We shall be saved our rest abideth sure | H |
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| Lord Lord our sins our sins unclean are we | N |
| Gross and corrupt our seeming virtuous deeds | O |
| Are but abominate all dead to Thee | N |
| Shrivel like leaves when summer's green recedes | O |
| While like the autumn blast our lusts arise | P |
| And sweep their prey where the fell serpent lies | P |
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| None there is none to plead with God in prayer | Q |
| Bracing his laggart spirit to the work | R |
| Of intercession conscience sprung despair | Q |
| Sin loving still doth in each bosom lurk | R |
| Guilt calls Thee to avenge Thy risen ire | S |
| Sears like a brand we gaze and we expire | S |
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| But now O Lord our Father we are Thine | T |
| Design and fashion senseless while we lay | L |
| Thou as the potter with a Hand Divine | T |
| Didst mould Thy vessels of the sluggish clay | L |
| Mark not our guilt Thy word of wrath recall | U |
| we are Thine by price Thy people all | U |
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| Alas for Zion 'tis a waste the fair | Q |
| The holy place in flames where once our sires | V |
| Kindled the sacrifice of praise and prayer | Q |
| Far other brightness gleams from Gentile fires | W |
| Low lies our pride and wilt Thou self deny | A |
| Thy rescuing arm unvex'd amid thine Israel's cry | A |
John Henry Newman
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