Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DEDEFF GCGCHH IJIJKK CLCLMN OPOPQQ RSRTUU VWVWXX YGYZA2A2 B2JC2D2E2E2 F2G2H2G2I2J2 XK2K2K2RR L2OM2ORR| Every man of the house of Israel that setteth up his idols in his | A |
| heart and putteth the stumbling block of his iniquity before his | A |
| face and cometh to the prophet I the Lord will answer him that | B |
| cometh according to the multitude of his idols Ezekiel xiv | C |
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| Stately thy walls and holy are the prayers | D |
| Which day and night before thine altars rise | E |
| Not statelier towering o'er her marble stairs | D |
| Flashed Sion's gilded dome to summer skies | E |
| Not holier while around him angels bowed | F |
| From Aaron's censer steamed the spicy cloud | F |
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| Before the mercy seat O Mother dear | G |
| Wilt thou forgive thy son one boding sigh | C |
| Forgive if round thy towers he walk in fear | G |
| And tell thy jewels o'er with jealous eye | C |
| Mindful of that sad vision which in thought | H |
| From Chebar's plains the captive prophet brought | H |
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| To see lost Sion's shame 'Twas morning prime | I |
| And like a Queen new seated on her throne | J |
| GOD'S crowned mountain as in happier time | I |
| Seemed to rejoice in sunshine all her own | J |
| So bright while all in shade around her lay | K |
| Her northern pinnacles had caught th' emerging ray | K |
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| The dazzling lines of her majestic roof | C |
| Crossed with as free a span the vault of heaven | L |
| As when twelve tribes knelt silently aloof | C |
| Ere GOD His answer to their king had given | L |
| Ere yet upon the new built altar fell | M |
| The glory of the LORD the Lord of Israel | N |
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| All seems the same but enter in and see | O |
| What idol shapes are on the wall portrayed | P |
| And watch their shameless and unholy glee | O |
| Who worship there in Aaron's robes arrayed | P |
| Hear Judah's maids the dirge to Thammuz pour | Q |
| And mark her chiefs yon orient sun adore | Q |
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| Yet turn thee son of man for worse than these | R |
| Thou must behold thy loathing were but lost | S |
| On dead men's crimes and Jews' idolatries | R |
| Come learn to tell aright thine own sins' cost | T |
| And sure their sin as far from equals thine | U |
| As earthly hopes abused are less than hopes divine | U |
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| What if within His world His Church our LORD | V |
| Have entered thee as in some temple gate | W |
| Where looking round each glance might thee afford | V |
| Some glorious earnest of thine high estate | W |
| And thou false heart and frail hast turned from all | X |
| To worship pleasure's shadow on the wall | X |
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| If when the LORD of Glory was in sight | Y |
| Thou turn thy back upon that fountain clear | G |
| To bow before the little drop of light | Y |
| Which dim eyed men call praise and glory here | Z |
| What dost thou but adore the sun and scorn | A2 |
| Him at whose only word both sun and stars were born | A2 |
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| If while around thee gales from Eden breathe | B2 |
| Thou hide thine eyes to make thy peevish moan | J |
| Over some broken reed of earth beneath | C2 |
| Some darling of blind fancy dead and gone | D2 |
| As wisely might'st thou in JEHOVAH'S fane | E2 |
| Offer thy love and tears to Thammuz slain | E2 |
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| Turn thee from these or dare not to inquire | F2 |
| Of Him whose name is Jealous lest in wrath | G2 |
| He hear and answer thine unblest desire | H2 |
| Far better we should cross His lightning's path | G2 |
| Than be according to our idols beard | I2 |
| And God should take us at our own vain word | J2 |
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| Thou who hast deigned the Christian's heart to call | X |
| Thy Church and Shrine whene'er our rebel will | K2 |
| Would in that chosen home of Thine instal | K2 |
| Belial or Mammon grant us not the ill | K2 |
| We blindly ask in very love refuse | R |
| Whate'er Thou knowest our weakness would abuse | R |
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| Or rather help us LORD to choose the good | L2 |
| To pray for nought to seek to none but Thee | O |
| Nor by our daily bread mean common food | M2 |
| Nor say From this world's evil set us free | O |
| Teach us to love with CHRIST our sole true bliss | R |
| Else though in CHRIST'S own words we surely pray amiss | R |
John Keble
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