To My Missionary Friends, Mr. And Mrs. I.g. Bliss Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD AEAF GHIH JKLK LHMH NOAO PQ NRNR MSTS NUVW XYLY CZA2Z| Why dear friends oh tell us wherefore | A |
| You're so anxious to be gone | B |
| Is the country late adopted | C |
| Dearer to you than your own | D |
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| Have you found a father mother | A |
| In that distant clime to love | E |
| Or a sister friend or brother | A |
| Better than the long tried prove | F |
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| Oh no believe us no such motives | G |
| Prompt us to tempt old ocean's wave | H |
| We go among the poor benighted | I |
| Perhaps to find an early grave | H |
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| Ah you know not half our anguish | J |
| Only those who feel can tell | K |
| When we think of the sad parting | L |
| And that solemn word farewell | K |
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| But while lingering souls are dying | L |
| Souls that Jesus came to save | H |
| And of such a priceless value | M |
| That for them his life he gave | H |
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| Trials great no doubt await us | N |
| In that distant home of ours | O |
| Work requiring so much labor | A |
| As to exceed our utmost powers | O |
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| But He who said 'Go preach the gospel ' | - |
| All powerful is to aid defend | P |
| 'Lo I am with you always ' said he | Q |
| 'And will be even to the end ' | - |
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| With such command and such a promise | N |
| Sure our path of duty's plain | R |
| Do not then dear friends persuade us | N |
| Longer with thee to remain | R |
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| Go then go we'll not detain you | M |
| We dare not ask your longer stay | S |
| And may winds and waves of ocean | T |
| Waft you safely on your way | S |
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| They who all forsake for Jesus | N |
| Father mother country home | U |
| Here an hundred fold are promised | V |
| And eternal life to come | W |
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| Go then go but when far distant | X |
| Bear us sometimes on your mind | Y |
| When for others interceding | L |
| Forget not those you leave behind | Y |
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| And when your earthly warfare's ended | C |
| And you have laid your armor down | Z |
| May souls of poor benighted Asia | A2 |
| Add many stars to your bright crown | Z |
Mary Ann H. T. Bigelow
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