The Scribe's Prayer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFG HIHIJK LMLMNN OPOPQR D

When from my fumbling hand the tired pen fallsA
And in the twilight weary droops my headB
While to my quiet heart a still voice callsA
Calls me to join my kindred of the DeadB
Grant that I may O Lord ere rest be mineC
Write to Thy praise one radiant ringing lineC
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For all of worth that in this clay abidesD
The leaping rapture and the ardent flameE
The hope the high resolve the faith that guidesD
All all is Thine and liveth in Thy nameE
Lord have I dallied with the sacred fireF
Lord have I trailed Thy glory in the mireG
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E'en as a toper from the dram shop reelingH
Sees in his garret's blackness dazzling fairI
All that he might have been and heart sick kneelingH
Sobs in the passion of a vast despairI
So my ideal self haunts me alwayJ
When the accounting comes how shall I payK
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For in the dark I grope nor understandL
And in my heart fight selfishness and sinM
Yet Lord I do not seek Thy helping handL
Rather let me my own salvation winM
Let me through strife and penitential painN
Onward and upward to the heights attainN
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Yea let me live my life its meaning seekO
Bear myself fitly in the ringing fightP
Strive to be strong that I may aid the weakO
Dare to be true O God the Light the LightP
Cometh the Dark so soon I've mocked Thy WordQ
Yet do I know Thy Love have mercy LordR
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FINISD

Robert Service



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