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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	believe_v	love_n	truth_n	1,575	5	6.0356	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A36873	The love of God, or, Love divine being the subject of these ensuing meditations / collected out of Mr. Gorings English translation ; originally penned by Peter Du Moulin ... ; digested into divine poems by William Wood ...	Wood, William.; Du Moulin, Pierre, 1568-1658.	1656 (1656)	Wing D2588; ESTC R37780	15,390	32

wife She loves her husband dearly as her life Our allies neighbours and our next of kinne They ought to share and have a part therein So man may love his Study House and Health Yea and with all his justly gotten wealth Of these who tends a man to dispossesse 'T were Barb'rous doctrine wisdome will confesse The sacred Scriptures us this truth doth tell Who starves his house hee 's worse then 's Infidell For pietie doth not eradicate These good affections but agricolate And of imperious Mistresses they were Makes them but handmaids to Gods love and fear No more then Joshua would the Gibeonites kill But them subjected for to do Gods will For then a Father doth his Children love Bringing them up that they fair Plants may prove Which in good time may bud and fructifie Gods glorious house to garnish and supplie If so remembring he their Father is To be more mindfull still that God is his Then man doth love his friends as is required When they love God the most to be desired So to this end we do not health affect Because its pleasant painlesse in effect But rather makes us rigorous to attend Our high vocation that 's it's proper end In l●ke sort knowledge honour we may love So that their love from God doth not remove Our mindes but rather us the more incite Unto good works therein to take delight And as there is not any Brook so small But in the Ocean at the last doth fall So let Gods goodnesse though but small in shew Induce our thoughts his goodnesse to pursue Briefly our lives and neighbourly affections Shall well be squared out by these directions When of Gods love they be both Brooks and Branches Our sights reflection on Gods image glances Love not the person for his Garments gay But inside vertues which his worth bewray If yee advance a man for honours sake And notice else of him you none can take Yee are mistaken erre egregiously That by bare titles yee him dignify Which things when as they are from him bereft There 's nothing lovely in this person left Ev'n as a Horse that bears an Idol pack He hath no reverence when 't is of his Back Contrariwise if you a man shall love ' Cause he beleeves and fears his God above Read in Gods Law to speak the truth addicted Just in his acts relieves the poor afflicted Burning with zeal of Gods own habitation Such sorts to love you 'l never want occasion If honour goods or life from him 's bereft His pristine precious vertues still are left And that rare excellence doth still inherit Rests in Gods image given by his Spirit I know the secrets of mans hidden heart To none but God are open and apart And often times those friends we vertuous deem Do vicious prove though otherwise they seem For he that loves his God should reprehend And if he can he should reforme his friend Flattery hath ta●ne away from friendship true All 's tearms save by reproach for to pursue To chide ones friend who ere shall be afraid 'T is crueltie for so the wise hath said As when hee 's near to drowning thou shouldst fear To save his life by renting of his hair As Moses rod whiles such as rod he used But turning Serpent then the same refused Such as the Brain is to the strong tough Nerves And veins from out the Liver life preserves And as the Heart is to the Arteries Such is Gods love to mens societies That is they are but points which do depend On God their Center Alpha and their end This love Divine unlesse it be therein Friendships no friendship at the best 't is sin A conspiration and a joynt accord To disagree with God the Soveraign Lord Friendships thats fixt on pleasure or on gain Do loose their tast as these do ebbe or wain But friendships grounded on that firm foundation The love of God do alwaies hold their station Which love ought to advance it self so high As friends and foes shall have a share thereby Because amongst these enmities it 's clear Some marks of Gods own Image yet appear For that like Rodds God holds them in his hand Us to correct and be at his command The fourth degree is to hate our selves for Gods sake IN this ascension we must climbe yet higher For God to hate our selves we must aspire As there 's no love more strong more naturall Then is that love the which self-love we call So it 's that love which breeds resistance still To be subdu'd doth alwayes crosse our will Such as our Shirt is which we put off last So self-affections cleaves to us full fast A combate great by force we here must fight Against the roaring Lyon much of might It 's Sathans last intrenchment and his stay From whence Gods power must drive the Fiend away None loves God truly as it is his due Hates not his nature it's desires eschew Against these Rebells doth not daily fight Untill these mortall foes he put to flight Being desirous with firm resolution To end this warre by death and dissolution And of his blood here to be prodigall So that Gods glory suffer not at all And of this body to waxe wondrous weary As the poor Captives long in prison tarry Like to the prisoner looking though the Grate Longs for enlargment by his liberate Look not for out-let at the prison gate But for your freedom when 't is ruinate He with himself holds warre and doth not cease He with his God shall have perpetuall peace He that himself doth not assume to pardon God him remits with his free grace for guerdon He that despiseth life the same doth hate Shall save his life bought with a precious rate We 're on the fourth degree or step of love The highest in this life we Heav'nward move 'T was this degree enforced Paul to cry Ah who shall free me from this misery Who shall deliver me whiles I have breath From this bigge burden body of this death Of love it was this step or this degree Which caused David in his Soveraignty Having quite quell'd his foes and them supprest With wealth and honour dignifide possest Confesse himself a stranger here to be Waifaring through the vale of misery In that our Martyrs sufferings were approved 'T was God they lov'd and were of him beloved Bodies of brasse and muscles arm'd with steel They did not wear but had the sence to feel For fire and sword no rackings ought could pain them God in their suffering did all times sustain them If their thus suffering cause no reformation Then doubtlessely they 'll serve for condemnation Those that to this degree of love attain A hard sharp conflict they must all sustain Our flesh is mutinous and doth rebell Rooted in evill hard for to expell I● hand or foot or member that 's most dear Dismember them if vicious they appear Victorious are we after bonds and thrall But we must wrestle though we

let Which doth not onely to the eyes give light But also to our eyes he giveth sight Guesse at the brightnesse of the King of Kings Wher● Angels vail their faces with their wings Whose eyes are dazled 'fore the glorious Throne Where his Majestick brightnesse on them shone If at the fight of Christs humanity The nat'rall Sun as then shall dark'ned be As some dark light when brighter doth appear His light Divine must needs be much more clear If on the life of God we contemplate Ours is as dust and dung so vile of rate Mans life 's a fluxe and hath of parts succession But God at once hath all his in possession He who desires comparingly to know Gods life from Mans at Sea doth ebbe and flow The Sea with some small Brook he may compare At so great distance differently they are The Sea is very great the Brook but small Seas keep their bounds but Brooks keep none at all The Sea is owner of her floods in store The Brookes have none but from the Seas before Gods life and mans are semblant in such sort God's infinite Man 's as a moment short His life consisteth doubtlesly in rest And all at once is instantly possest God's all ●n all his life depends on none Our life our all is from our God alone Earth as it was before doth earth become The Spirit Gods gift to him returneth home Gods knowledge is a pit that 's so profound That humane reason cannot reach nor sound God knowes all things ev'n such as yet are not Past present and to come he all doth note We things alternately do here espie But God seeth all at once with his clear eye We see things present why because they be But why things are is God that doth them see For God to see it is as if to will His wil'ls to do all this he doth fulfill Here for to know things we them look upon But God to know things views himself alone Because God's absolute and perfect wise All Modells are transparent to his eyes And in his will as Judge he doth de●●●e And sentence every chance what it shall be His holinesse it ought to be admired The Saints and Angels have not like acquired Ev'n as Gods Word the highest Heav'n doth call The Heav'n of Heav'ns for it incloseth all Others inferior and of lesse degree Within the highest that included be So God is nam'd by proper appellation Holy of holies in his heav'nly station Of Creatures holinesse a quality is all But God is sanctity it self substantiall God's self is holy are men or Angells no If they prove Saints 't is cause God makes them so Justice 'twixt God and Men we ought to know Men are deem'd just because just things they do Contrarily in God they are just things Being done by him on whom all justice hings Wherefore hee 's just for this no other cause Working his will prescribed in his Lawes Which in his Mandates us he sets before Still to obey observe for evermore And to our minde he doth the same impart And it engraves within our hidden heart He loveth justice truth and equity He hates the workers of iniquity He rootes out lyars and the men doth hate That thirst for blood he doth abominate Of his great goodnesse what ought we to say Which loves them hate him and do go a stray By which upon the just and wicked crew Daily his Sun doth shine and still r●new By which he powrs his blessings down in rain Into their mouthes which do blaspheme his Name In chief this goodnesse that 's so infinite Shines in his Sonne his onely dear delight This Sonne before all time he did beget Eternally he him begetteth yet Sonne of his Father yet of equall date Both infinite and both interminate Eternall wisdome word essentiall God everlastingly beatificall This Sonne whom Esay calls the eternall Father Would make himself the Son of man the rather That we might be Gods children no●●orlorn He was content in Stable to be born That we might have of Heav'n the full fruition ' Mongst beasts was born in poor and low condition He who er'st was and is of life the bread Did suffer hunger that we might be fed He who 's the Well of life he did not shrink To thirst himself that we might freely drink He who is life it self was pleas'd to dye That we might live and that eternally All this for Creatures vile which did rebell That he might free them from the jawes of hell These are the depths of grace no bottome hath We understand not we must reach by faith These recreate our hearts cause admiration Likewise no lesse adds to our consolation Here are the highest Tests can be exprest Of Gods great love to man so manifest The riches of that grace Angels admir'd To pry into have earnestly desir'd Now to what end may all these sayings move us But to love God who did so greatly love us And to admire the treasures of his grace With such like joy as Saints that see his face O God since that thy greatnesse hath no end Which dust and ashes cannot comprehend Thy bounties boundlesse past imagination Our Spirits are stopped with this contemplation Our words much lower are then is our mind Our thoughts beneath the truth are still confin'd Of this Gods greatnesse speak we stammeringly Our praises thee abase and villifie We draw the picture of the Sun most bright With a black Coal the Embleme of the night O God raise up our Spirits and Souls to thee And if our knowledge shall too feeble be Inflame our love with such an ardent zeal As thy pure Word is pleased to reveal Thou pleas'd to be our Father by dilection O touch our hearts with filliall affection Thou that dost daily give us apt occasion Of loving thee addict our inclination Though we be poor in means uncapable Thou only canst make us most acceptable All these and many more considerations Ingage our love by numerous obligations These raise our Spirits not for our selves to love This God but for his sake it doth us move Our God he duplicates this word it 's I it 's I For mine own sake saith sinners shall not dye His Church he doth resemble to a flock Which bears his name and his peculiar stock He safely guards her both by night and day Least she to Sathan should become a prey The third degree is not onely to love God above all things and more then our selves but also not to love any thing in the world but for Gods love THe third degree it is our God to love As both in Heav'n and Earth all things above And in this world what ere our God did make Nought must we love but onely for his sake This world hath many objects that we find From loving them we cannot stay our mind Yea on account it would be reckoned ill If we should not hold on to love them still A Father loves his Children and a