Iambic tetrameter
December 14th, 2007 | 20 Comments
The heavens and the earth have passed
The new has dawned, the night complete,
The day of judgment come. At last
The rule of Death dies in defeat.
The fear, the tears our fathers knew
Awaiting the Redeemer’s call
Have dried, has fled. The Life broke through;
Death’s victory was snatched withal.
All hope fulfilled and joy made whole
By overflowing life within,
Those purchased with His blood extol
With lips and lives purged from all sin
The mighty arm of Him Whose name
Renowned from depths to utmost height
Has justly earned its glorious fame
By forging endless day from night.
Thus every proud dominion must
Assuredly return to dust
While we, the ransomed, with our birth
Possess new heavens and new earth.
Next time on the Poetry Channel: Germanic alliterative verse. Yeah, we’ll see about that…
