The Coming Of The King Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEDE FGHGIJBJ BKBLMNMN OPOQRSRS GBGBITIT MBMBIUIU IBIBBIBI ONONDVDV BWBWMXMX MGMGBYBY BMBMZBZB HA2HA2IIII

O thou afflicted tossed with tempest and not comforted behold I will lay thy atones with fair colours and lay thy foundations with sapphires And I will make thy windows of agates and thy gates of carbuncles and all thy borders of pleasant stones And all thy children shall be taught of the Lord and great shall be the peace of thy children Isaiah livA
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As the sand of the desert is smittenB
By hoof beats that strike out a lightC
A flash by which dumb things are littenB
The children of nightC
So Thou who of old did'st create usD
Among the high gods the Most HighE
Strike us with Thy brightness and let usD
Behold Thee and dieE
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Grown old in blind anguish and travailF
Thy world thou mad'st sinless and freeG
Gropes on with no power to unravelH
The clue back to TheeG
Since his feet from Thy ways torn and bleedingI
The long march of ages beganJ
And the gates of Thy sword guarded EdenB
Were closed upon manJ
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Fates thicken and prophecies darkenB
Grown up into blossom and fruitK
And we lean in these last days to hearkenB
The sound of Thy footL
Not now as a star fallen strangerM
By shepherds and pilgrims adoredN
As couched among kine in a mangerM
An undeclared lordN
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Not now in waste wilderness placesO
And mountains and wind shaken seasP
Proclaiming to strange alien racesO
The gospel of peaceQ
Who rended'st the prey from the leopardR
With sorrowful wounding and strifeS
The Priest the Lamb slain the Good ShepherdR
The way and the lifeS
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Not the face that wept over the cityG
Nor that with its anguish of painB
In the garden nnlightened by pityG
Of angels or menB
Nor the suffering form unreplyingI
With the chrysm of death at its lipsT
Cross uplifted and nail pierced and dyingI
In fateful eclipseT
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But with all heaven's glory and splendourM
Through the gates of the morning come downB
And with thrones and dominions to renderM
Him sceptre and crownB
With the Face beyond all men's thinkingI
Beholden of all men's eyesU
And the earth in its gladness drinkingI
The light of the skiesU
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With the rapture of angels the singingI
Of radiant choirs unknownB
And the shouting of glad hosts bringingI
Our King to His throneB
O City of David the GoldenB
That sittest in darkness so longI
No longer in chains thou art holdenB
Break forth into songI
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Arise and upbuild thy waste placesO
Take helmet and buckler and swordN
And gather from far scattered racesO
The tribes of the LordN
Thy Prince shall ride onward victoriousD
Full strong are his arrows and fleetV
And high shall His throne he and gloriousD
The place of His feetV
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Set thy lips to the trumpet awakenB
The isles of the South and the NorthW
As the trees of the forest are shakenB
When whirlwinds go forthW
Like the waves of the sea like the thunderM
Of armies with jubilant voiceX
A multitude no man can numberM
Shall sing and rejoiceX
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The kingdoms beyond the great riverM
The uttermost isles of the seaG
And peoples and tribes shall deliverM
Thy children to theeG
Once more shall thine ensign the LionB
Of Judah be o'er thee unfurledY
Once more shall thy gates be O ZionB
Set wide to the worldY
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With hands stretched in mute supplicationB
With longing and weeping and prayerM
We have waited for this thy salvationB
In grief not despairM
Till thy Lord to His temple descendedZ
Shall comfort thee sorrowful oneB
And the days of thy mourning be endedZ
Thy triumph begunB
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Till the mountains about thee assembleH
Lost lights of the sun dawn rose redA2
White splendours that point as they trembleH
The path for His treadA2
Through the hate of our foes and their scorningI
And dumb in the darkness we wakeI
For the night is far spent and the morningI
In glory shall breakI

Kate Seymour Maclean



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