How Samson Bore Away The Gates Of Gaza Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDE EFFGGAHG AAAAGG IIJJKKGGLL AMG NNGG OOPPQQRR SSGTGGG AMG GGGG AMG PPRRUUKKLVL AMG| A Negro Sermon | A |
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| Once in a night as black as ink | B |
| She drove him out when he would not drink | B |
| Round the house there were men in wait | C |
| Asleep in rows by the Gaza gate | C |
| But the Holy Spirit was in this man | D |
| Like a gentle wind he crept and ran | D |
| It is midnight said the big town clock | E |
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| He lifted the gates up post and lock | E |
| The hole in the wall was high and wide | F |
| When he bore away old Gaza's pride | F |
| Into the deep of the night | G |
| The bold Jack Johnson Israelite | G |
| Samson | A |
| The Judge | H |
| The Nazarite | G |
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| The air was black like the smoke of a dragon | A |
| Samson's heart was as big as a wagon | A |
| He sang like a shining golden fountain | A |
| He sweated up to the top of the mountain | A |
| He threw down the gates with a noise like judgment | G |
| And the quails all ran with the big arousement | G |
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| But he wept I must not love tough queens | I |
| And spend on them my hard earned means | I |
| I told that girl I would drink no more | J |
| Therefore she drove me from her door | J |
| Oh sorrow | K |
| Sorrow | K |
| I cannot hide | G |
| Oh Lord look down from your chariot side | G |
| You made me Judge and I am not wise | L |
| I am weak as a sheep for all my size | L |
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| Let Samson | A |
| Be coming | M |
| Into your mind | G |
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| The moon shone out the stars were gay | N |
| He saw the foxes run and play | N |
| He rent his garments he rolled around | G |
| In deep repentance on the ground | G |
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| Then he felt a honey in his soul | O |
| Grace abounding made him whole | O |
| Then he saw the Lord in a chariot blue | P |
| The gorgeous stallions whinnied and flew | P |
| The iron wheels hummed an old hymn tune | Q |
| And crunched in thunder over the moon | Q |
| And Samson shouted to the sky | R |
| My Lord my Lord is riding high | R |
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| Like a steed he pawed the gates with his hoof | S |
| He rattled the gates like rocks on the roof | S |
| And danced in the night | G |
| On the mountain top | T |
| Danced in the deep of the night | G |
| The Judge the holy Nazarite | G |
| Whom ropes and chains could never bind | G |
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| Let Samson | A |
| Be coming | M |
| Into your mind | G |
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| Whirling his arms like a top he sped | G |
| His long black hair flew round his head | G |
| Like an outstretched net of silky cord | G |
| Like a wheel of the chariot of the Lord | G |
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| Let Samson | A |
| Be coming | M |
| Into your mind | G |
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| Samson saw the sun anew | P |
| He left the gates in the grass and dew | P |
| He went to a county seat a nigh | R |
| Found a harlot proud and high | R |
| Philistine that no man could tame | U |
| Delilah was her lady name | U |
| Oh sorrow | K |
| Sorrow | K |
| She was too wise | L |
| She cut off his hair | V |
| She put out his eyes | L |
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| Let Samson | A |
| Be coming | M |
| Into your mind | G |
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