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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	body_n	know_v	soul_n	2,162	5	5.1925	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15636	Exercises vpon the first Psalme Both in prose and verse. By Geo: Wither, of the Societie of Lincolnes Inne.	Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1620 (1620)	STC 25902; ESTC S120229	57,241	188

it finde So that vngodly irreligious crue Who make their heauen on earth and scorning these True paths of blessednesse those toyes pursue Which may their owne proud eye or belly please Eu'n those by puffes of windy vanity Strong-raging passion and vntamed lust Are hurried with such strange incertainty To this and that euery act vniust As whatsoeuer rest they seeme to take Their life is wholly restlesse and no day No houre no minute sleeping or awake In any setled peace continue they The Glutton would be rich but is perplext To thinke that he must then abate his fare The Miser would haue honour and is vext To see how costly courts and greatnesse are Th' Ambitious couets ease but findes it mars His high designes and may his hopes deface The Coward would haue fame but feares the wars And Leachers doubt diseases or disgrace Yea in their hearts so many strange desires Are often lodg'd and those so opposite That by enioying what one lust requires They bar themselues some other wisht delight But grant their outward state were setled more More thriuing and in losse and changes lesse That they haue ease and honour with their store And to the world-ward setled happinesse Yet neither can they wake nor sleep in peace Their conscience like a flaming-fire within Will seare and scorch and burne and neuer cease Vntill dispaire to nestle there begin Or say they scape this to And whilst they liue So stupid grow that in securitie They senselesse lie vntill their soules it driue Into a helplesse hellish lethargie Yet which is worse far worse then what is past And makes me tremble when I call to minde Their fearfull cause there is a Day at last In which they pay for all that is behinde But those sad terrours will my Muse rehearse In what she singeth on the following Verse VERS 5. Therefore the Vngodly shall not stand in the Iudgement nor Sinners in the Congregation of the Righteous OH you whom neither Gods eternall loue Nor vertues beauty nor his sacred Law Nor promises of matchlesse Blisse can moue Nor threatned losse therof preserue in awe You that are neither wooed to repent Your follies for this lifes vncertainties Nor won to seeke the way of true content By inward feares nor outward miseries Though none of these can gaine you to assay For that high Blessednesse which crownes the good Nor force you to forgoe that damned way Which seemeth pleasing vnto flesh and blood Oh yet for that rare priuiledge which those Who loue Gods Law shall haue when flaming fire Doth all this massie Globe of earth enclose To rectifie your course I you require For know there are not onely in this world A thousand mischeefes plagues heart-stinging cares And dreadfull Iudgements ready to be hurld From Heauens high Battlements about your eares But after death there is a time will come To hasten all which is delayed here A Day of vengeance and a Day of Doome In which all Adams Of-spring shall appeare The dreadfull Iudge in glory will descend With his great Hoast of Heauen compast round Seas Earth and Hell shall at his Bar attend With al their prisoners when the Trump doth sound A hideous Bonefire through the world shall blaze The Roofe of Heauen shall like a parchment scrowle At his appearing shrinke and with amaze The dead shall rise the liuing frighted howle And neither sex condition nor degree Shall haue respect or place but euery one Without distinction shall in person bee Before the great Almighties Iudgement Throne Your purest beauties shall attract no more That Iudges eye then foulest vlcers can He shall not bribed be with Indian Ore Nor moued by the flattring tongue of man Kings are in his esteeme no more that Day Then slaues or poorest wretches on the earth He prizeth no man for his rich aray Nor ought regardeth noblenesse of birth In his Grand Court of Iustice he admits No subtill Trauers no Demurs Repeales Delayes Iniunctions neither any Writs Of Error nor Excuses nor Appeales No bribed Fauorites hath Hee to raise By motions at his Bar On him attends No Groomes nor Kinsmen that his Lordship swayes To wrest the course of Iustice to their ends No great man sends his letters to entreat To change his sentence nor a costly fee That hires him any way to mitigate What he hath once resolued to decree You sons of Adam you shall doubtlesse come Though sleight perhaps my counsell may appeare To such a Iudge to such impartiall Doome And finde all true that I foretell you here Yea if you harken not to the command Of your Creator nor his Law delight You shall not in that Iudgement guiltlesse stand But fall condemned in the Iudges sight And when the Righteous are assembled there With Come you Blessed And at full possesse According to the promise made them here The ioyfull Crowne of endlesse happinesse Then with a curse excluded shall you goe Amongst the damned spirits into hell Shut out from blisse into a world of woe Amid those tortures which no tongue can tell And when as many hundred thousand yeares You haue endur'd as there be on the shore Small stones or sands the time no shorter weares Nor will your plagues grow fewer then before Nay though you were reseru'd for no more paine Nor other discontentment then the misse Of that great good to which the iust attaine In such priuation hell enough there is We see that when ambitious men haue got Respect and meanes enough to liue at rest Yet if they misse some marke wher at they shot They fret as men without compare vnblest We see that Worldlings who on tempting gold Haue set their thoughts can ten times better beare The brunt of labour hunger thirst and cold Then liue well fed and warme with coffers bare We likewise know that Louers barr'd the sight Of their deare Mistresses can ne're receiue Content nor cause of comfort or delight Though free from outward paines or want they liue Nay rather it torments and greeueth more Their vexed soules then smart of body may And more themselues they thinke insulted ore Then if for triall on the Racke they lay This we haue knowne And if priuation can On earth so torture where euen torments are Imperfect Oh! how much more greeuous than Shall those soules finde it that must feele it there If here thou canst not brooke contempt disgrace To be depriu'd of honour or the view Of those false beauties wherein thou do'st place Contentment here Ah! what will there ensue How how wilt thou endure it wretched Elfe When thou shalt know what riches they possesse Who shall be blessed and perceiue thy selfe Debarr'd for euer of that happinesse When thou eternally shalt be a scorne Of thy contentment stript of peace of friends Of all the fellowship of Saints forlorne And no Companions left but damned Fiends When thou to endlesse darknesse banished Shalt burne with the desire of seeing Him With whose perfections Angels eyes