Psal. Lxxxv. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDFGFGHIHIJKJK LMLMNONOPQLRLILIRSRS TUTURVRVDWDXDRDR| Thy Land to favour graciously | A |
| Thou hast not Lord been slack | B |
| Thou hast from hard Captivity | A |
| Returned Jacob back | B |
| Th' iniquity thou didst forgive | C |
| That wrought thy people woe | D |
| And all their Sin that did thee grieve | E |
| Hast hid where none shall know | D |
| Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd | F |
| And calmly didst return | G |
| From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd | F |
| Far worse then fire to burn | G |
| God of our saving health and peace | H |
| Turn us and us restore | I |
| Thine indignation cause to cease | H |
| Toward us and chide no more | I |
| Wilt thou be angry without end | J |
| For ever angry thus | K |
| Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend | J |
| From age to age on us | K |
| Wilt thou not turn and hear our voice | L |
| And us again revive | M |
| That so thy people may rejoyce | L |
| By thee preserv'd alive | M |
| Cause us to see thy goodness Lord | N |
| To us thy mercy shew | O |
| Thy saving health to us afford | N |
| And lift in us renew | O |
| And now what God the Lord will speak | P |
| I will go strait and hear | Q |
| For to his people he speaks peace | L |
| And to his Saints full dear | R |
| To his dear Saints he will speak peace | L |
| But let them never more | I |
| Return to folly but surcease | L |
| To trespass as before | I |
| Surely to such as do him fear | R |
| Salvation is at hand | S |
| And glory shall ere long appear | R |
| To dwell within our Land | S |
| Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd | T |
| Now joyfully are met | U |
| Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd | T |
| And hand in hand are set | U |
| Truth from the earth like to a flowr | R |
| Shall bud and blossom then | V |
| And Justice from her heavenly bowr | R |
| Look down on mortal men | V |
| The Lord will also then bestow | D |
| Whatever thing is good | W |
| Our Land shall forth in plenty throw | D |
| Her fruits to be our food | X |
| Before him Righteousness shall go | D |
| His Royal Harbinger | R |
| Then will he come and not be slow | D |
| His footsteps cannot err | R |
John Milton
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