Analysis of Suffering Praise
Richard Newton Sherrer 1951 (Easton)
The dogs have compassed me,
With the evildoers;
Pierced hands and feet I see,
As wicked pursuers.
I can count all my bones,
They stare and gloat at me;
The pain has caused my moans,
Louder and will not flee.
They divide my garments,
As they cast lots for them;
Acting like some varmints,
For death on the condemn.
Do not be far away,
O Lord to render aid;
To die as a good day,
That the Father has made.
Save my soul from the sword,
My dear life from the dogs;
According to the Word,
To please the demagogues.
Save me from the lion,
Rescue from wild boar;
And take me to Zion,
Resurrection’s the cure.
Copyright © 2024 Richard Newton Sherrer
Scheme | ABAB CACA XDBD EFEF XGXG HXHX X |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 01111 10100 110111 110010 111111 110111 011111 100111 101110 111111 10111 111001 111101 111101 111011 101011 111101 111101 010101 11010 111010 10111 011110 101 10101010 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 650 |
Words | 153 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1 |
Lines Amount | 25 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 70 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 18 |
About this poem
Why Have You Forsaken Me? Psalm 22:16-21
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