Analysis of Hymn 6
Isaac Watts 1674 (Southampton, Hampshire) – 1748 (Stoke Newington, Middlesex)
Triumph over death.
Great God, I own thy sentence just,
And nature must decay;
I yield my body to the dust,
To dwell with fellow clay.
Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave,
And trample on the tombs
My Jesus, my Redeemer, lives;
My God, my Savior, comes.
The mighty Conqueror shall appear
High on a royal seat,
And death, the last of all his foes,
Lie vanquished at his feet.
Though greedy worms devour my skin,
And gnaw my wasting flesh,
When God shall build my bones again,
He clothes them all afresh.
Then shall I see thy lovely face
With strong immortal eyes;
And feast upon thy unknown grace
With pleasure and surprise.
Scheme | X ABAB XXXX XCXC XDXD EFEF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10101 11111101 010101 11110101 111101 111101001 010101 110111 111101 010100101 110101 01011111 110111 110101011 011101 11111101 111101 11111101 110101 01011011 110001 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 624 |
Words | 120 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 81 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 19 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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