Of Prayer. From Proverbial Philosophy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABACDEFGHIJKLMJAG NLNGDOJGJJLGJGMG PDJLGQNGJJQJGJQALNO NRJGQJSAQAQNJQJGGTJG GQ JQQAOFULAQQNAU NGUQGJJLJJ GD A

A WICKED man scorneth prayer in the shallow sophistry of reasonA
He derideth the silly hope that God can be moved by supplicationA
Can the unchangeable be changed or waver in his purposeB
Can the weakness of pity affect him Should he turn at the bidding of a manA
Methought lie ruled all things and ye called his decrees immutableC
But if thus he listeneth to words wherein is the firmness of his willD
So I heard the speech of the wicked and lo it was smoother than oilE
But I knew that his reasonings were false for the promise of the Scripture is trueF
Yet was my soul in darkness for his words were too hard for meG
Till I turned to my God in prayer for I know He heareth alwaysH
Then I looked abroad on the earth and behold the Lord was in all thingsI
Yet saw I not his hand in aught but perceived that He worketh by meansJ
Yea and the power of the mean proveth the wisdom that ordained itK
Yea and no act is useless to the hurling of a stone through the airL
So I turned my thoughts to supplication and beheld the mercies of JehovahM
And I saw sound argument was still the faithful friend of godlinessJ
For as the rock of the affections is the solid approval of reasonA
Even so the temple of Religion is founded on the basis of PhilosophyG
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Scorner thy thoughts are weak they reach not the summit of the matterN
Go to for the mouth of a child might show thee the mystery of prayerL
Verily there is no change in the counsels of the Mighty RulerN
Verily his purpose is strong and rooted in the depths of necessityG
But who hath shown thee his purpose who hath made known to thee his willD
When gainsayer hast thou been schooled in the secrets of wisdomO
Fate is a creature of God and all things move in their orbitsJ
And that which shall surely happen is known unto him from eternityG
But as in the field of nature he useth the sinews of the oxJ
And commaudeth diligence and toil himself giving the increaseJ
So in the kingdom of his grace granteth he omnipotence to prayerL
For he knoweth what thou wilt ask and what thou wilt ask arightG
No man can pray in faith whose prayer is not grounded on a promiseJ
Yet a good man commendeth all things to the righteous wisdom of his GodG
For those who pray in faith trust the immutable JehovahM
And they who ask blessings unpromised lean on uncovenanted mercyG
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Man regard thy prayers as a purpose of love to thy soulP
Esteem the providence that led to them as an index of God's good willD
So shalt thou pray aright and thy words shall meet with acceptanceJ
Also in pleading for others be thankful for the fulness of thy prayerL
For if thou art ready to ask the Lord is more ready to bestowG
The salt preserveth the sea and the saints uphold the earthQ
Their prayers are the thousand pillars that prop the canopy of natureN
Verily an hour without prayer from some terrestrial mindG
Were a curse in the calendar of time a spot of the blackness of darknessJ
Perchance the terrible day when the world must rock into ruinsJ
Will be one unwhitened by prayer shall He find faith on the earthQ
For there is an economy of mercy as of wisdom and power and meansJ
Neither is one blessing granted unbesought from the treasury of goodG
And the charitable heart of the Being to depend upon whom is happinessJ
Never withholdeth a bounty so long as his subject prayethQ
Yea ask what thou wilt to the second throne in heavenA
It is thine for whom it was appointed there is no limit unto prayerL
But and if thou cease to ask tremble thou self suspended creatureN
For thy strength is cut off as was Samson's and the hour of thy doom is comeO
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Frail art thou O man as a bubble on the breakerN
Weak and governed by externals like a poor bird caught in the stormR
Yet thy momentary breath can still the raging watersJ
Thy hand can touch a lever that may move the worldG
O Merciful we strike eternal covenant with theeQ
For man may take for his ally the King who ruleth kingsJ
How strong yet how most weak in utter poverty how richS
What possible omnipotence to good is dormant in a manA
Behold that fragile form of delicate transparent beautyQ
Whose light blue eye and hectic cheek are lit by the bale fires of declineA
All droopingly she lieth as a dew laden lilyQ
Her flaxen tresses rashly luxuriant dank with unhealthy moistureN
Hath not thy heart said of her Alas poor child of weaknessJ
Thou hast erred Goliath of Gath stood not in half her strengthQ
Terribly she fighteth in the van as the virgin daughter of OrleansJ
She beareth the banner of heaven her onset is the rushing cataractG
Seraphim rally at her side and the captain of that host is GodG
And the serried ranks of evil are routed by the lightning of her eyeT
She is the King's remembrancer and steward of many blessingsJ
Holding the buckler of security over her unthankful landG
For that weak fluttering heart is strong in faith assuredG
Dependence is her might and behold she prayethQ
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Angels are round the good man to catch the incense of his prayersJ
And they fly to minister kindness to those for whom he pleadethQ
For the altar of his heart is lighted and burneth before God continuallyQ
And he breatheth conscious of his joy the native atmosphere of heavenA
Yea though poor and contemned and ignorant of this world's wisdomO
Ill can his fellows spare him though they know not of his valueF
Thousands bewail a hero and a nation mourneth for its kingU
But the whole universe lamenteth the loss of a man of prayerL
Verily were it not for One who sitteth on His rightful throneA
Crowned with a rainbow of emerald the green memorial of earthQ
For one a mediating man that hath clad His Godhead with mortalityQ
And offereth prayer without ceasing the royal priest of NatureN
Matter and life and mind had simk into dark annihilationA
And the lightning frown of Justice withered the world into nothingU
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Thus worshipper of reason thou hast heard the sum of the matterN
And woe to his hairy scalp that restraineth prayer before GodG
Prayer is a creature's strength his very breath and beingU
Prayer is the golden key that can open the wicket of MercyQ
Prayer is the magic sound that saith to Fate so be itG
Prayer is the slender nerve that moveth the muscles of OmnipotenceJ
Wherefore pray O creature for many and great are thy wantsJ
Thy mind thy conscience and thy being thy rights commend thee unto prayerL
The cure of all cares the grand panacea for all painsJ
Doubt's destroyer ruin's remedy the antidote to all anxietiesJ
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So then God is true and yet He hath not changedG
It is He that sendeth the petition to answer it according to His willD
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Transcribed from the th edition Proverbial Philosophy by Martin Farquhar Tupper by Mick Puttock August Spelling punctuation and grammer left mostly unchanged from the th editionA

Martin Farquhar Tupper



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