Analysis of Fear
Icicles seem to grip my heart
I shake from head to toe.
Sense and reason wish to depart
Before this awful foe.
My knees beneath me buckle,
My mind is in despair.
I hear my enemy chuckle
As I bow my head in prayer.
"Can God save you now? No!"
He does triumphantly shout.
"Oh, Lord Jesus, help me!"
Sweet Peace begins to flow
My whole body throughout
Destroying my awful enemy!
Can Satan hold me down?
Not when God my heart does crown.
|Metre||10011111 111111 10101101 011101 1101110 111001 11110010 1111101 111111 1101001 111011 110111 111001 010110100 110111 1111111|
|Closest metre||Iambic trimeter|
|Letters per line (avg)||21|
|Words per line (avg)||5|
|Letters per stanza (avg)||332|
|Words per stanza (avg)||84|
Submitted on November 23, 2010
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