Analysis of My First Love

Richard Groff 1957 (Pottstown, Pa.)



Forgive me Father, for I have sinned,
In oh so many ways.
Without your mercy, grace and love,
I wouldn’t be here today.

I love the LORD; for he heard my voice.
He heard my cry for mercy.
Because he turned his ear to me,
I will go to him when I’m thirsty.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst,
For righteousness, says the LORD.
For they will surely be filled again;
And I’ll be their great reward.

Seal up the word; you’ll harden your heart.
Just find new ways to explore it.
Because when you do, you’ll find a hope that’s new
And the love that first made you adore it!


Scheme XXXX XAAA XBXB XCXC
Poetic Form Quatrain  (50%)
Metre 011101111 011101 01110101 111101 110111111 1111110 01111111 111111110 11111001 1100101 111101101 0111101 110111011 11111011 01111110111 0011111011
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 586
Words 129
Sentences 10
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4
Lines Amount 16
Letters per line (avg) 27
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 108
Words per stanza (avg) 28
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Written on September 06, 2009

Submitted by dawg4jesus on November 23, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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