Until The Troubling Of The Waters Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQCRS TBUVWXIPYZHA2B2C2D2K TE2MJF2G2H2I2J2K2TL2 TM2N2L2AO2CP2YTQ2R2K 2S2E2Q2BT2U2V2Q2XW2Q 2X2Y2Z2T2Q2A3B3I2S2Q 2Q2C3BS2D3S2E3 F3G3BFH3LQ2I3J3Z2K3S 2L3I2M3Q2N3O3Q2P3Q3L Q2R3AS3BFI2Q2BQ2T3U3 Q2V3CW3L3U2E2Q2X3Y3Q 2LN3Z3A4Q2B4Q2Q2BQ2 C4K2S3D4E4F4P2UX3LFQ 2G4H4Q2Q2V3I4QJ4K4DL 4J3O2QBR3M4K2M4N4A2C 4OK2O4K2I3QQ2P4EQ4HQ 2LR4S4T2I2Q2TH2K2M3C O2Q2B R4C4R3T4U4V4O4Q2UCA2 Y3PW4FY3L4O3X4S3LS2E Q2BY4TDS2Z4E3 Q2Q2Y4TB2Q2Q2Q4O2Q2G 3Q2J3F4Z2S3G4C4 Q2ZZ2U2C3Q4EH4H4I4UY 3C4Y2T3Q2C3V4TQ2FU3U Q2Q2 V4W2I2GL2Y4Q2Q2Q2W4I 2NE4P4Q2F4CQ2Q2Q2Q2 G4Q2SQ2R3W4

Two hours two hours God give me strength for itA
He who has given so much strength to meB
And nothing to my child must give to dayC
What more I need to try and save my childD
And get for him the life I owe to himE
To think that I may get it for him nowF
Before he knows how much he might have missedG
That other boys have got The bitterest thoughtH
Of all that plagued me when he came was thisI
How some day he would see the differenceJ
And drag himself to me with puzzled eyesK
To ask me why it was He would have beenL
Cruel enough to do it knowing notM
That was the question my rebellious heartN
Cried over and over one whole year to GodO
And got no answer and no help at allP
If he had asked me what could I have saidQ
What single word could I have found to sayC
To hide me from his searching puzzled gazeR
Some coward thing at best never the truthS
The truth I never could have told him NoT
I never could have said God gave you meB
To fashion you a body right and strongU
With sturdy little limbs and chest and neckV
For fun and fighting with your little matesW
Great feats and voyages in the breathless worldX
Of out of doors He gave you me for thisI
And I was such a bungler that is allP
O the old lie that thought was not the worstY
I never have been truthful with myselfZ
For by the door where lurked one ghostly thoughtH
I stood with crazy hands to thrust it backA2
If it should dare to peep and whisper outB2
Unbearable things about me hearing whichC2
The women passing in the streets would turnD2
To pity me and scold me with their eyesK
Who was so bad a mother and so slowT
To learn to help God do his wonder in herE2
That she O my sweet baby It was notM
The fear that you would see the differenceJ
Between you and the other boys and girlsF2
No no it was the dimmer wilder fearG2
That you might never see it never lookH2
Out of your tiny baby house of mindI2
But sit your life through quiet in the darkJ2
Smiling and nodding at what was not thereK2
A foolish fear God could not punish soT
Yet until yesterday I thought He wouldL2
My soul was always cowering at the blowT
I saw suspended ready to be dealtM2
The moment that I showed my fear too muchN2
Therefore I hid it from Him all I couldL2
And only stole a shaking glance at itA
Sometimes in the dead minutes before dawnO2
When He forgets to watch Till yesterdayC
For yesterday was wonderful and strangeP2
From the beginning When I wakened firstY
And looked out at the window the last snowT
Was gone from earth about the apple treesQ2
Hung a faint mist of bloom small sudden greenR2
Had run and spread and rippled everywhereK2
Over the fields and in the level sunS2
Walked something like a presence and a powerE2
Uttering hopes and loving kindnessesQ2
To all the world but chiefly unto meB
It walked before me when I went to workT2
And all day long the noises of the millU2
Were spun upon a core of golden soundV2
Half spoken words and interrupted songsQ2
Of blessed promise meant for all the worldX
But most for me because I suffered mostW2
The shooting spindles the smooth humming wheelsQ2
The rocking webs seemed toiling to some endX2
Beneficent and human known to themY2
And duly brought to pass in power and loveZ2
The faces of the girls and men at workT2
Met mine with intense greeting veiled at onceQ2
As if they knew a secret they must keepA3
For fear the joy would harm me if they toldB3
Before some inkling filtered to my mindI2
In roundabout ways When the day's work was doneS2
There lay a special silence on the fieldsQ2
And as I passed the bushes and the treesQ2
The very ruts and puddles of the roadC3
Spoke to each other saying it was sheB
The happy woman the elected oneS2
The vessel of strange mercy and the signD3
Of many loving wonders done in HeavenS2
To help the piteous earthE3
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At last I stoppedF3
And looked about me in sheer wondermentG3
What did it mean What did they want with meB
What was the matter with the evening nowF
That it was just as bound to make me gladH3
As morning and the live long day had beenL
Me who had quite forgot what gladness wasQ2
Who had no right to anything but toilI3
And food and sleep for strength to toil againJ3
And that fierce frightened anguish of my loveZ2
For the poor little spirit I had wrongedK3
With life that was no life What had befallenS2
Since yesterday No need to stop and askL3
Back there in the dark places of my mindI2
Where I had thrust it fearing to believeM3
An unbelievable mercy shone the newsQ2
Told by the village neighbors coming homeN3
Last night from the great city of a manO3
Arisen like the first evangelistsQ2
With power to heal the bodies of the sickP3
In testimony of his master ChristQ3
Who heals the soul when it is sick with sinL
Could such a thing be true in these hard daysQ2
Was help still sent in such a way as thatR3
No no I did not dare to think of itA
Feeling what weakness and despair would comeS3
After the crazy hope broke under meB
I turned and started homeward faster nowF
But never fast enough to leave behindI2
The voices and the troubled happinessQ2
That still kept mounting mounting like a seaB
And singing far off like a rush of wingsQ2
Far down the road a yellow spot of lightT3
Shone from my cottage window rayless yetU3
Where the last sunset crimson caught the panesQ2
Alice had lit the lamp before she wentV3
Her day of pity and unmirthful playC
Was over and her young heart free to liveW3
Until to morrow brought her nursing taskL3
Again and made her feel how dark and stillU2
That life could be to others which to herE2
Was full of dreams that beckoned reaching handsQ2
And thrilling invitations young girls hearX3
My boy was sleeping little mind and frameY3
More tired just lying there awake two hoursQ2
Than with a whole day's romp he should have beenL
He would not know his mother had come homeN3
But after supper I would sit awhileZ3
Beside his bed and let my heart have timeA4
For that worst love that stabs and breaks and killsQ2
This I thought over to myself by roteB4
And habit but I could not feel my thoughtsQ2
For still that dim unmeaning happinessQ2
Kept mounting mounting round me like a seaB
And singing inward like a wind of wingsQ2
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Before I lifted up the latch I knewC4
I felt no fear the One who waited thereK2
In the low lamplight by the bed had comeS3
Because I was his sister and in needD4
My word had got to Him somehow at lastE4
And He had come to help me or to tellF4
Where help was to be found It was not strangeP2
Strange only He had stayed away so longU
But that should be forgotten He was hereX3
I pushed the door wide open and looked inL
He had been kneeling by the bed and nowF
Half risen kissed my boy upon the lipsQ2
Then turned and smiled and pointed with his handG4
I must have fallen on the threshold stoneH4
For I remember that I felt not sawQ2
The resurrection glory and the peaceQ2
Shed from his face and raiment as He wentV3
Out by the door into the evening streetI4
But when I looked the place about the bedQ
Was yet all bathed in light and in the midstJ4
My boy lay changed no longer clothed uponK4
With scraps and shreds of life but like the childD
Of some most fortunate mother In a breathL4
The image faded There he lay againJ3
The same as always and the light was goneO2
I sank with moans and cries beside the bedQ
The cruelty O Christ the crueltyB
To come at last and then to go like thatR3
Leaving the darkness deeper than beforeM4
Then though I heard no sound I grew awareK2
Of some one standing by the open doorM4
Among the dry vines rustling in the porchN4
My heart laughed suddenly He had come backA2
He had come back to make the vision trueC4
He had not meant to mock me God was GodO
And Christ was Christ there was no falsehood thereK2
I heard a quiet footstep cross the roomO4
And felt a hand laid gently on my hairK2
A human hand worn hard by daily toilI3
Heavy with life long struggle after breadQ
Alice's father The kind homely voiceQ2
Had in it such strange music that I dreamedP4
Perhaps it was the Other speaking in himE
Because His own bright form had made me swoonQ4
With its too much of glory What he broughtH
Was news as good as ever heavenly lipsQ2
Had the dear right to utter He had beenL
All day among the crowds of curious folkR4
From the great city and the country sideS4
Gathered to watch the Healer do his workT2
Of mercy on the sick and halt and blindI2
And with his very eyes had seen such thingsQ2
As awestruck men had witnessed long agoT
In Galilee and writ of in the BookH2
To morrow morning he would take me thereK2
If I had strength and courage to believeM3
It might be there was hope he could not sayC
But knew what he had seen When he was goneO2
I lay for hours letting the solemn wavesQ2
Thundering joy go over and over meB
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Just before midnight baby fretted wokeR4
He never yet has slept a whole night throughC4
Without his food and petting As I satR3
Feeding and petting him and singing softT4
I felt a jealousy begin to acheU4
And worry at my heartstrings hushing downV4
The gladness Jealousy of what or whomO4
I hardly knew or could not put in wordsQ2
At least it seemed too foolish and too wrongU
When said and so I shut the thought awayC
Only next minute it came stealing backA2
After the change would my boy be the sameY3
As this one Would he be my boy at allP
And not another's his who gave the lifeW4
I could not give or did not anyhowF
How could I look in his new eyes to claimY3
The whole of him the body and the breathL4
When some one not his mother a strange manO3
Had clothed him in that beauty of the fleshX4
Perhaps for who could know perhaps by someS3
Hateful disfiguring miracle had evenL
Transformed his spirit to a better oneS2
Better but not the same I prayed for himE
Down out of Heaven through the sleepless nightsQ2
The best that God would send to such as meB
I tried to strangle back the wicked painY4
Fancied him changed and tried to love him soT
No use it was another not my childD
Not my frail broken priceless little oneS2
My cup of anguish and my trembling starZ4
Hung small and sad and sweet above the earthE3
So sure to fall but for my cherishing
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When he had dropped asleep again I roseQ2
And wrestled with the sinful selfishnessQ2
The dark injustice the unnatural painY4
Fevered at last with pacing to and froT
I raised the bedroom window and leaned outB2
The white moon low behind the sycamoresQ2
Silvered the silent country not a voiceQ2
Of all the myriads summer moves to sing
Had yet awakened in the level moonQ4
Walked that same presence I had heard at dawnO2
Uttering hopes and loving kindnessesQ2
But now dispirited and reticentG3
It walked the moonlight like a homeless thing
O how to cleanse me of the cowardiceQ2
How to be just Was I a mother thenJ3
A mother and not love her child as wellF4
As her own covetous and morbid loveZ2
Was it for this the Comforter had comeS3
Smiling at me and pointing with His handG4
What had He meant to have me think or doC4
Smiling and pointing
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All at once I sawQ2
A way to save my darling from myselfZ
And make atonement for my grudging loveZ2
Under the sycamores and up the hillU2
And down across the river the wet roadC3
Went stretching cityward silvered in the moonQ4
I who had shrunk from sacrifice even I
Who had refused God's blessing for my boy
Would take him in my arms and carry himE
Up to the altar of the miracle
I would not wait for daylight nor the help
Of any human friendship I aloneH4
Through the still miles of country I aloneH4
Only my arms to shield him and my feetI4
To bear him he should have no one to thank
But me for that I knew the way was longU
But knew strength would be given So I cameY3
Soon the stars failed the late moon faded tooC4
I think my heart had sucked their beams from themY2
To build more blue amid the murky nightT3
Its own miraculous day From creeks and fieldsQ2
The fog climbed slowly blotted out the roadC3
And hid the signposts telling of the townV4
After a while rain fell with sleet and snowT
What did I care Baby was snug and dry
Some day when I was telling him of thisQ2
He would but hug me closer hearing howF
The night conspired against us Better hard
Than easy then I almost felt regretU3
My body was so capable and strongU
To do its errand Honeyed drop by drop
The ghostly jealousy loosening at my breast
Distilled into a dew of quiet tearsQ2
And fell with splash of music in the wellsQ2
And on the hidden rivers of my soul
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The hardest part was coming through the townV4
The country even when it hindered mostW2
Seemed conscious of the thing I went to findI2
The rocks and bushes looming through the mistG
Questioned and acquiesced and understoodL2
The trees and streams believed the wind and rainY4
Even they for all their temper had some wordsQ2
Of faith and comfort But the glaring streetsQ2
The dizzy traffic the piled merchandiseQ2
The giant buildings swarming with fierce lifeW4
Cared nothing for me They had never heard
Of me nor of my business When I asked
My way a shade of pity or contempt
Showed through men's kindness for they all were kindI2
Daunted and chilled and very sick at heartN
I walked the endless pavements But at lastE4
The streets grew quieter the houses seemedP4
As if they might be homes where people lived
Then came the factories and cottagesQ2
And all was well again Much more than wellF4
For many sick and broken went my wayC
Alone or helped along by loving handsQ2
And from a thousand eyes the famished hope
Looked out at mine wild patient querulousQ2
But always hope and hope a thousand tonguesQ2
Speaking one word in many languagesQ2
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In two hours He will come they say will standG4
There on the steps above the waiting crowd
And touch with healing hands whoever asksQ2
Believingly in spirit and in truthS
Can such a mercy be in these hard daysQ2
Is help still sent in such a way as thatR3
Christ I believe pity my unbeliefW4

William Vaughn Moody



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