Of Good In Things Evil. From Proverbial Philosophy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I Heard the man of sin reproaching the goodness of JehovahA
Wherefore if he be Almighty Love permitteth he misery and painB
I saw the child of hope vexed in the labyrinth of doubtC
Wherefore O holy One and just is the horn of thy foul foe so high exaltedD
And alas for this our groaning world for that grief and guilt are hereE
Alas for that Earth is the battle field where good must combat with evilF
Angels look on and hold their breath burning to mingle in the conflictG
But the troops of the Captain of Salvation may be none but the soldiers of the crossH
And that slender band must fight alone and yet shall triumph gloriouslyI
Enough shall they be for conquest and the motto of their standard is EnoughJ
Thou art sad denizen of earth for pains and diseases and deathK
But remember thy hand hath earned them grudge not at the wages of thy doingsL
Thy guilt and thy fathers' guilt must bring many sorrows in their companyI
And if thou wilt drink sweet poison doubtless it shall rot thee to the coreM
What art thou but the heritor of evil with a right to nothing goodN
The respite of an interval of ease were a boon which Justice might deny theeI
Therefore lay thy hand upon thy mouth O man much to be forgivenO
And wait thou child of hope for time shall teach thee all thingsL
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Yet hear for my speech shall comfort thee reverently but with boldnessP
I would raise the sable curtain that hideth the symmetry of ProvidenceQ
Pain and sin are convicts and toil in then fetters for goodN
The weapons of evil are turned against itself fighting under better bannersR
The leech delighteth in stinging and the wicked loveth to do harmS
But the wise Physician of the Universe useth that ill tendency for healthT
Verily from others' griefs are gendered sympathy and kindnessP
Patience humility and faith spring not seldom from thine ownU
An enemy humbled by his sorrows cannot be far from thy forgivenessP
A friend who hath tasted of calamity shall fan the dying incense of thy loveV
And for thyself is it a small thing so to learn thy frailtyI
That from an aching bone thou savest the whole bodyI
The furnace of affliction may he fierce but if it refineth thy soulW
The good of one meek thought shall outweigh years of tormentX
Nevertheless wretched man if thy had heart he hardened in the flameY
Being earth born as of clay and not of moulded waxZ
Judge not the hand that smiteth as if thou wert visited in wrathA2
Reproach thyself for He is Justice repent thee for He is MercyI
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Cease fond caviller at wisdom to be satisfied that everything is wrongB2
Be sure there is good necessity even for the flourishing of evilF
Would the eye delight in perpetual noon or the ear in unqualified harmonicsC2
Hath winter's frost no welcome contrasting sturdily with summerD2
Couldst thou discern benevolence if there were no sorrows to be soothedE2
Or discover the resources of contrivance if nothing stood opposed to the meansF2
What were power without an enemy or mercy without an objectG2
Or truth where the false were impossible or love where love were a debtH2
The characters of God were but idle if all things around him were perfectionO
And virtues might slumber on like death if they lacked the opportunities of evilF
There is one all perfect and but one man dare not reason of His essenceQ
But there must be deficiencies in heaven to leave room for progression in blissI2
A realm of unqualified best were a stagnant pool of beingJ2
And the circle of absolute perfection the abstract cipher of indolenceI2
Sin is an awful shadow but it addeth new glories to the lightK2
Sin is a black foil but it setteth off the jewelry of heavenO
Sin is the traitor that hath dragged the majesty of mercy into actionO
Sin is the whelming argument to justify the attribute of vengeanceI2
It is a deep dark thought and needeth to be diligently studiedL2
But perchance evil was essential that God should be seen of his creaturesI2
For where perfection is not there lacketh possible goodN
And the absence of better that might be taketh from the praise of it is wellM2
And creatures must be finite and finite cannot be perfectG2
Therefore though in small degree creation involveth evilF
He chargeth his angels with folly and the heavens are not clean in His sightK2
For every existence in the universe hath either imperfection or GodheadN2
And the light that blazeth but in One must be softened with shadow for the manyI
There is then good in evil or none could have known his MakerD2
No spiritual intellect or essence could have gazed on his high perfectionsI2
No angel harps could have tuned the wonders of his wisdomO2
No ransomed souls have praised the glories of his mercyI2
No howling fiends have shown the terrors of his justiceI2
But God would have dwelt alone in the fearful solitude of holinessI2
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Nevertheless O sinner harden not thine heart in evilF
Nor plume thee in imaginary triumph because thou art not valueless as vileP2
Because thy dark abominations add lustre to the clarity of LightK2
Because a wonder working alchemy draineth elixir out of poisonsI2
Because the same fiery volcano that scorcheth and ravageth a continentQ2
Hath in the broad blue bay cast up some petty islandR2
Because to the full demonstration of the qualities and accidents of goodN
The swarthy legions of the Devil have toiled as unwitting pioneersI2
For sin is still sin so hateful Love doth hate itS2
A blot on the glory of creation which justice must wipe outC
Sin is a loathsome leprosy fretting the white robe of innocenceI2
A rottenness eating out the heart of the royal cedars of LebanonO
A pestilential blast the terror of that holy pilgrimageT2
A rent in the sacred veil whereby God left his templeF
Therefore consider thyself thou that dost not sorrow for thy guiltU2
Fear evil or face its enemy dread sin or dare justiceI2
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Yea saith the Spirit and their works do follow themV2
Habits and thoughts and deeds are shadows and satellites of selfW2
What shall the claimant to a throne stand forward with a rabble routC
Meanness impiety and lust riot and indolence and vanityI2
Nay man the train wherewith thou comest attend whither thou shalt goX2
A throne for a king's son but an inner dungeon for the felonO
For a man's works do follow him bodily standing in the judgmentQ2
Behold the false accuser behold the slandered saintY2
The slave and his bloody driver the poor and his generous friendZ2
The simple dupe and the crafty knave the murderer and his victimO2
Yet all are in many characters the best stand guilty at the barA3
And he that seemed the worst may have most of real excuseI2
The talents unto which a man is born be they few or manyI2
Are dropped into the balance of account working un looked for changesI2
And perchance the convict from the galleys may stand above the hermit from his cellM2
For that the obstacles in one outweigh the propensions in the otherD2
There be who have made themselves friends yea by unrighteous mammonI2
Friends ready waiting as an escort to those everlasting habitationsI2
Embodied in living witnesses thronging to meet them in a cloudB3
Charity meekness and truth zeal sincerity and patienceI2
There be who have made themselves foes yea by honest gainI2
Foes whose plaint must have its answer before the bright portal is unbarredB3
Pride and selfishness and sloth apathy wrath and falsehoodB3
Bind to their everlasting toil many that must weary in the firesI2
Love hath a power and a longing to save the gathered worldB3
And rescue universal man from the hunting hell hounds of his doingsI2
Yet few here one and there one scanty as the gleaning after harvestB3
Are glad of the robes of praise which Mercy would fling around the nakedB3
But wrapping closer to their skin the poisoned tunic of their worksI2
They stand in self dependence to perish in abandonment of GodB3
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From the th edition of Proverbial Philosophy by Martin Farquhar Tupper Transcribed by Mick Puttock August Spelling punctuation and grammer left mostly unchanged from the th editionI2

Martin Farquhar Tupper



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