A King, no greater one of worth,
Is crowned, adorned in golden glory...
Yet, whilst here, upon this earth,
Was bound and thorned,
as told, in olden story...
Because of man, this King was nailed,
His head was pierced, His skin was torn...
Because of us, His body flailed,
He felt the fierce and sharpish thorn...
And from His wounds, from inflicting spine,
The precious Blood ran down His face...
Yet with these rubies, so wrought divine,
He Redemption bought
...and
brought us grace.
Re Poetry Writing. For a student of poetry: The first stanza includes not
only end rhyme but several examples of rhyme-within-one-line, rhyming with
another line. Examples of internal rhyme exist in the other stanzas as well.
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Our Lord, the King of Kings,
Is crowned, adorned in golden glory...
Yet, whilst on earth,
Was thorned, as told in olden story...
Because of man,
His head was pierced, His skin was torn;
Because of us,
He felt the fierce, the sharpish thorn...
And forth the wounds of spine,
The precious Blood ran down His face...
And with the rubies divine,
He Redemption bought...and grace.
― John Riedell |
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