Eighteenth Sunday After Trinity Poem Rhyme Scheme

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I will bring you into the wilderness of the people and	A
there will I plead with you face to face Like as pleaded	B
with your fathers in the wilderness of the land of Egypt so	C
will I plead with you saith the Lord God Ezekiel xx	C
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It is so ope thine eyes and see	C
What viewest thou all around	E
A desert where iniquity	C
And knowledge both abound	E
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In the waste howling wilderness	C
The Church is wandering still	F
Because we would not onward press	C
When close to Sion's hill	F
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Back to the world we faithless turned	G
And far along the wild	H
With labour lost and sorrow earned	G
Our steps have been beguiled	H
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Yet full before us all the while	I
The shadowing pillar stays	C
The living waters brightly smile	I
The eternal turrets blaze	C
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Yet Heaven is raining angels' bread	J
To be our daily food	K
And fresh as when it first was shed	J
Springs forth the SAVIOUR'S blood	B
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From every region race and speech	L
Believing myriads throng	M
Till far as sin and sorrow reach	L
Thy grace is spread along	M
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Till sweetest nature brightest art	N
Their votive incense bring	O
And every voice and every heart	N
Own Thee their God and King	O
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All own but few alas will love	P
Too like the recreant band	Q
That with Thy patient spirit strove	R
Upon the Red sea strand	Q
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O Father of long suffering grace	C
Thou who hast sworn to stay	S
Pleading with sinners face to face	C
Through all their devious way	S
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How shall we speak to Thee O LORD	T
Or how in silence lie	U
Look on us and we are abhorred	T
Turn from us and we die	U
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Thy guardian fire Thy guiding cloud	V
Still let them gild our wall	W
Nor be our foes and Thine allowed	V
To see us faint and fall	W
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Too oft within this camp of Thine	X
Rebellions murmurs rise	C
Sin cannot bear to see Thee shine	X
So awful to her eyes	C
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Fain would our lawless hearts escape	Y
And with the heathen be	C
To worship every monstrous shape	Y
In fancied darkness free	C
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Vain thought that shall not be at all	W
Refuse we or obey	S
Our ears have heard the Almighty's call	W
We cannot be as they	S
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We cannot hope the heathen's doom	Z
To whom GOD'S Son is given	A2
Whose eyes have seen beyond the tomb	Z
Who have the key of Heaven	A2
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Weak tremblers on the edge of woe	C
Yet shrinking from true bliss	C
Our rest must be no rest below	C
And let our prayer be this	C
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LORD wave again Thy chastening rod	B2
Till every idol throne	C2
Crumble to dust and Thou O GOD	B2
Reign in our hearts alone	C2
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Bring all our wandering fancies home	D2
For Thou hast every spell	E2
And 'mid the heathen where they roam	D2
Thou knowest LORD too well	E2
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Thou know'st our service sad and hard	F2
Thou know'st us fond and frail	G2
Win us to be loved and spared	H2
When all the world shall fail	G2
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So when at last our weary days	C
Are well nigh wasted here	I2
And we can trace Thy wondrous ways	C
In distance calm and clear	J2
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When in Thy love and Israel's sin	K2
We read our story true	L2
We may not all too late begin	K2
To wish our hopes were new	L2
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Long loved long tried long spared as they	S
Unlike in this alone	C2
That by Thy grace our hearts shall stay	S
For evermore Thine own	C2

John Keble

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