Analysis of String
I started out in the heart of God
As a simple peace of string,
Woven in my mother's womb
Wondering what life would bring.
Stitched into this world,
I found myself beaten, battered, and worn.
Until His Son came my way
And I found myself reborn.
I was a ratty old peace of nothing,
Filthy to the core.
Still God saw something special,
God saw something more.
He stitched me into a new garment,
Christ blood was the commend seal.
Making me a child of God,
Though some days it doesn't seem real.
A simple peace of fabric,
That started out as string,
Stitched into a holy garment,
To be worn by the King.
Scheme | ABCBDEFEBGHGIJAJKBIB |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (30%) |
Metre | 110100111 1010111 1001101 1001111 10111 111101001 0111111 011111 1101011110 10101 1111010 11101 111010110 1110011 1010111 11111011 0101110 110111 10101010 111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 580 |
Words | 114 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 20 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 465 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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