Analysis of The 107th
Up against it, are we?
And don’t know where to turn.
The wanderings, the hungerings
The dire straits that burn.
The crops have failed.
The guiltless jailed.
The wicked in control.
And seas will churn
We find no place of peace.
Is there no haven restful?
No judge’s fair release?
And where is God in all of this?
We trusted, gave our Oath.
We wait and whine
Through these hard times
Faith’s children, gave our troth.
Still there were days
When rescue came.
Deliverance from on high.
His Goodness is available
Still comes, in His Great Name.
So let all men and children sweet
Delight, and praise His fame.
Scheme | X A B A C C X A B D B B E X B E B F X D F X F |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101111 011111 010001 01111 0111 0101 010001 0111 111111 1111010 110101 01110111 1101101 1101 1111 1101101 1101 1101 0100111 11010100 110111 11110101 010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 663 |
Words | 157 |
Sentences | 17 |
Stanzas | 23 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 23 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 20 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 5 |
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Written on December 31, 2022
Submitted by dougb.72572 on December 31, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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