Eighteenth Sunday After Trinity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCD CECE CFCF GHGH ICIC JKJB LMLM NONO PQRQ CSCS TUTU VWVW XCXC YCYC WSWS ZA2ZA2 CCCC B2C2B2C2 D2E2D2E2 F2G2H2G2 CI2CJ2 K2L2K2L2 SC2SC2| 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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