A Sick Soul Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLKL MNMN

Physician of my sin sick soulA
To thee I bring my caseB
My raging malady controlA
And heal me by thy graceB
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Pity the anguish I endureC
See how I mourn and pineD
For never can I hope a cureC
From any hand but thineD
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I would disclose my whole complaintE
But where shall I beginF
No words of mine can fully paintE
That worst distemper sinF
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It lies not in a single partG
But through my frame is spreadH
A burning fever in my heartG
A palsy in my headH
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It makes me deaf and dumb and blindI
And impotent and lameJ
And overclouds and fills my mindI
With folly fear and shameJ
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A thousand evil thoughts intrudeK
Tumultuous in my breastL
Which indispose me for my foodK
And rob me of my restL
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Lord I am sick regard my cryM
And set my spirit freeN
Say canst thou let a sinner dieM
Who longs to live to theeN

John Newton



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