At The Fords Of Jordan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KLMM LLDD CCNN OPQQ RRSS NNTT UUPP VVNN

A little way farther to guide thee I goA
Where the footing is firm and the waters are lowA
Then we part O my King thou once more to thy throneB
I to dwell in the house of my fathers aloneB
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Yet think not O David one pang of regretC
Would tempt the recall of the youth I have setC
In thy presence the strong armed the true hearted oneD
Last gift of my loyalty even my sonD
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Ere my hand to the husbandman's toil had been trainedE
Or my foot to the slow moving flocks had been chainedE
I too would have marched in the long line of spearsF
With the youthful the courtly the brave for my peersF
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The days when I dreamt but of battle The lampG
Which all night I kept burning that if from the campG
One straggler should come I might hang up his swordH
And hearken how prospered the cause of the LordH
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How my heart used to beat how my veins used to thrillI
From freezing to fever from fever to chillI
When the voice of the Philistine rang through our coastsJ
Defying unanswered the Lord God of HostsJ
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How I prayed day and night ay with many a tearK
Lord shorten the time till Thy champion appearL
And if fearing or hoping myself to change blowsM
With the giant God bidden I know and God knowsM
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Ah it was not for gain and it was not for fearL
That I wore not the warrior's glittering gearL
My father my mother the heart strife was doneD
For Saul had his thousands and they had but oneD
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I am old but King David I cannot forgetC
My hot hearted youth so my boy shall not fretC
'Mid the safety and sameness of flocks and of fieldsN
While the soldiers of Israel burnish their shieldsN
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The Lord be thy keeper henceforth and for ayeO
My son whom I love And when I am awayP
Be thy spirit as now pure and lofty and boldQ
Thy strength still unwasted thy heart never coldQ
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When thy soul with the minions of darkness must fightR
The Great King lend thee weapons and armour of lightR
No hindrance are they like the harness of SaulS
To the boy from the folds May'st thou bear them through allS
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All blessings be thine which the promise foretellsN
And oh when the heart of thy eldest born swellsN
At thy stories of many a soldierly deedT
Tell how one not a soldier served Israel in needT
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The men are fast forming again into rankU
The river is forded we part on the bankU
Haste where welcome awaiteth thee David this dayP
For the joy of the people ill beareth delayP
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The Lord give thy children the love guarded crownV
When the King and his servant in dust have lain downV
Till the hope of the nations thy lineage shall closeN
God's arrows be sharp in the hearts of thy foesN

Mary Hannay Foott



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