The Inward Warfare Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGHIC JKJLAA MNMNOP AQAQRR

Strange and mysterious is my lifeA
What opposites I feel withinB
A stable peace a constant strifeA
The rule of grace the pow'r of sinB
Too often I am captive ledC
Yet daily triumph in my HeadC
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I prize the privilege of prayerD
But o what backwardness to prayE
Though on the Lord I cast my careD
I feel its burden every dayE
I seek his will in all I doF
Yet find my own is working tooF
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I call the promises my ownG
And prize them more than mines of goldH
Yet though their sweetness I have knownG
They leave me unimpressed and coldH
One hour upon the truth I feedI
The next I know not what I readC
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I love the holy day of restJ
When Jesus meets his gathered saintsK
Sweet day of all the week the bestJ
For its return my spirit pantsL
Yet often through my unbeliefA
It proves a day of guilt and griefA
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While on my Saviour I relyM
I know my foes shall loose their aimN
And therefore dare their pow'r defyM
Assured of conquest through his nameN
But soon my confidence is slainO
And all my fears return againP
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Thus different pow'rs within me striveA
And grace and sin by turns prevailQ
I grieve rejoice decline reviveA
And vict'ry hangs in doubtful scaleQ
But Jesus has his promise passedR
That grace shall overcome at lastR

John Newton



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