Holy Willie's Prayer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBCBC DDDEDE FFFGFH BBBIBI BBBJBJ KKKLMN OOOFOF PPQMPM BMRMMM FFFSFT UUULUV MMMUMU MMMUMU FFFWFW LLLMLM FFFFFF'And send the godly in a pet to pray ' Pope | A |
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O Thou that in the heavens does dwell | B |
Wha as it pleases best Thysel' | B |
Sends ane to heaven an' ten to hell | B |
A' for Thy glory | C |
And no for onie guid or ill | B |
They've done afore Thee | C |
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I bless and praise Thy matchless might | D |
When thousands Thou hast left in night | D |
That I am here afore Thy sight | D |
For gifts an' grace | E |
A burning and a shining light | D |
To a' this place | E |
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What was I or my generation | F |
That I should get sic exaltation | F |
I wha deserv'd most just damnation | F |
For broken laws | G |
Sax thousand years ere my creation | F |
Thro' Adam's cause | H |
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When from my mither's womb I fell | B |
Thou might hae plung'd me deep in hell | B |
To gnash my gooms and weep and wail | B |
In burnin lakes | I |
Where daned devils roar and yell | B |
Chain'd to their stakes | I |
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Yet I am here a chosen sample | B |
To show thy grace is great and ample | B |
I'm here a pillar o' Thy temple | B |
Strong as a rock | J |
A guide a buckler and example | B |
To a' Thy flock | J |
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O Lord Thou kens what zeal I bear | K |
When drinkers drink an' swearers swear | K |
An' sining here an' dancin there | K |
Wi great and sma' | L |
For I am keepit by Thy fear | M |
Free frae them a' | N |
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But yet O Lord confess I must | O |
At times I'm fash'd wi' fleshly lust | O |
An' sometimes too in warldly trust | O |
Vile self gets in | F |
But Thou remembers we are dust | O |
Defil'd wi' sin | F |
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O Lord yestreen Thou kens wi' Meg | P |
Thy pardon I sincerely beg | P |
O may't ne'er be a livin plague | Q |
To my dishonour | M |
An' I'll ne'er lift a lawless leg | P |
Again upon her | M |
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Besides I farther maun allow | B |
Wi' Leezie's lass three times I trow | M |
But Lord that Friday I was fou | R |
When I cam near her | M |
Or else Thou kens Thy servant true | M |
Wad never steer her | M |
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Maybe Thou lets this fleshly thorn | F |
Buffet Thy servant e'en and morn | F |
Lest he owre proud and high shou'd turn | F |
That he's sae gifted | S |
If sae Thy han' maun e'en be borne | F |
Until Thou lift it | T |
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Lord mind Gaw'n Hamilton's deserts | U |
He drinks an' swears an' plays at cartes | U |
Yet has sae mony takin arts | U |
Wi' great and sma' | L |
Frae God's ain priest the people's hearts | U |
He steals awa | V |
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An' when we chasten'd him therefor | M |
Thou kens how he bred sic a splore | M |
An' set the warld in a roar | M |
O' laughing at us | U |
Curse Thou his basket and his store | M |
Kail an' potatoes | U |
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Lord hear my earnest cry and pray'r | M |
Against that Presbyt'ry o' Ayr | M |
Thy strong right hand Lord make it bare | M |
Upo' their heads | U |
Lord visit them an' dinna spare | M |
For their misdeeds | U |
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O Lord my God that glib tongu'd Aiken | F |
My vera heart and flesh are quakin | F |
To think how we stood sweatin shakin | F |
An' p 'd wi' dread | W |
While he wi' hingin lip an' snakin | F |
Held up his head | W |
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Lord in Thy day o' vengeance try him | L |
Lord visit them wha did employ him | L |
And pass not in Thy mercy by them | L |
Nor hear them their pray'r | M |
But for Thy people's sake destroy them | L |
An' dinna spare | M |
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But Lord remember me an' mine | F |
Wi' mercies temporal and divine | F |
That I for grace an' gear may shine | F |
Excell'd by nane | F |
And a' the glory shall be thine | F |
Amen Amen | F |
Robert Burns
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