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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	body_n	soul_n	whole_a	1,465	5	5.4082	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A17888	A spirituall combat a tryall of a faithfull soule or consolation in temptation. Written in French by I.P. Camus Bishope of Belley, and translated into English by M.C. P. of the Eng. Coll. of Doway.; Lutte spirituelle, ou encouragement à une âme tentée de l'esprit de blasphème et d'infidélité. English.	Camus, Jean-Pierre, 1584-1652.; Carre, Thomas, 1599-1674.	1632 (1632)	STC 4553; ESTC S107507	60,746	308

the patient makes of the state he feeles himselfe in Those litle duplicities those windings that spirituall cunning those couertures which we sometymes make vse of while we treate in matter of cōscience with those to whom we haue trusted the gouernement of our soule are oft cause that the temptations which would but passe through our hart doe put themselues in garrisons and withall falling into mutinie doe stirre vp reuoults seditions and tumults But blessed be God Father of our Lord IESVS CHRIST Father of Mercies and God of all consolation who comforts vs in all our troubles * Benediction light wisdome thāksgiuing honour vertue and strength be to God who hath giuen you courage as to another Acan to glorifie him * and to confesse vnto him your owne iniustice against your selfe A great part of health is to wish to be well This makes vs couragiously vse all conuenient kinds of remedies It is a great stepp to goodnes to desire to become good for grace wherby we are made such is neuer awanting to those who haue a will fruitfully to receaue it and carefully to manage it Such may I esteeme you my deare THEOPISTE since for so many yeares you haue made profession of pietie and giuen the testimonie of a good life that you desire to be deuoute Greife for Peace lost CHAP. X. ALas and this it is thē that drawes so many sobbs frō your breast such a world of sighes from your mouth and such floods of teares frō your eyes while you thinke of the faire weather that is past wherin you fought with such courage and alacritie * Ah say you the crowne of my head is fallen woe be to me for I haue offended * And my misfortune is that I know not myne owne miserie * Hence I lift vp my hands towards the heauens and say ô Lord from my secrete sinnes cleanse me and from other mens spare thy seruant ô Sion ô wishfull peace of my hart when I thinke of thee myne eyes become foūtaines and the aples of myne eyes swime therin I ranne so well ay me what 's this that holds me * What troublesome Remora stopps the shippe of my affections which sayled vnder full sayles vpon the Sea of Grace and spirituall delightes What scorching winde hath dryed vp those pleasing fountaines * out of which I drew water of life wherwith I quenched my thirst While God dilated my hart with sweete affections I ranne without paine within the compasse of thy wayes * While he couered me or rather inuironed me with his good pleasure as with a buckler * I contemned the attempts of myne enemye O who will reduce me to the same estate in which I was in tymes past while I washed the feete of myne affections in the butter * of cōsolations and while to me from the Rocke of Faith flowed floodes of oyle * O how my gold is obscured or rather turnd blacke how my redd coulour is changed * No let me be called no more Noemi but Mara since my soule is fild with bitternesse * O God what stumbling block is layd to crosse my way who walked towards thee so directly and whereas nothinge but holy words of prayse honour and benediction issued out of my mouth and rose vp in thy sight like vnto the smoake of incense * while my tongue did onely meditate thy iustice my lipps thy glorie * whence is it that myne interiour doth open its mouth against the Heauens * and like to the wells of the Abisse vomits out no other thing but a smoake of blasphemie and impietie which doth dimme the starrs and depriue me of light THEOPISTE doe not you lye to the Holy Ghost as did ANANIAS and SAPHIRA Tell the truth Are not these your vexatiōs and anguishes Are not these the groneings or rather the roreings of your hart But alas why doe you thus wrongfully change iudgement into Absinth * honie into Gaule and mistake the heauenly dewe and Manna for hayle A lenitiue CHAP. XI BE comforted and I say againe be comforted * to speake with ISAYE for what you apprehend chastisements are caresses Be it that the tempest is great must we therfore loose courage forsake the sterne Though euen the whall had swallowed you vp with IONAS though the knife were put to your throte * though God should euen kill you ought you yet for all that to leaue of to hope in him * I reioyce in my sufferances for CHRIST * said the Apostle and delight in myne infirmities to the end that the vertue of my master may remayne in me * And what is this vertue but Patience I but will you say I suffer not for IESVS CHRIST as did his vessell of Election but against IESVS-CHRIST so that I am one of the diuels martyres Why though the diuell should martyre and torment you as he did IOB and saint PAVLE by the dīuine permission who told you yet that the torments which proceed from the diuell are suffered for the diuell and not for IESVS CHRIST who knowes not that it is the cause not the sufferāces which makes the martyrdome Now the marke and seale of a good sufferance is patience ioyned to Charitie He that suffers without this though he should giue his bodie to be burnt should onely aduance his owne damnation Beware then ô THEOPISTE least by your impatience you spoyle the worke of God in you which can neuer come to its full perfection but by patience * Why doe you thinke that patiēce is meerely vsefull to sustayne exteriour crosses and vexations and that its imployment doth not also concerne the interiour As though forsooth inuisible enemies were not as much to be feared as visible ones and we our selues were not as dangerous to our selues as any other If you know not this you are but yet a freshman in the spirituall warfare But if you be not ignorant of the truth of it when doe you thinke you can make better vse of this Weapon then in the present occurrence God's assistance in temptation CHAP. XII BVT giue me leaue ô man not of litle Faith * but of litle courage a litle to raise vp thy hart without making it swell like a balowne with the winde of any presumption and to tell you that according to the prouerbe you crie before you be hurt and imitating the Prophete you crie out that your bellie aketh * and that death is in the potage * Without anie iust cause For I beseech you what is it that doth affright and so desperately terrifie you It is say you that I continually am haunted with a blasphemous spirit wherewith mine eie is troubled my soule and my bellie * that is my soule and my bodie my whole man Alas doe you not discouer that there is nothing there but the the shadowe of death not death it selfe And with a verie graine of confidence in God are you not able to walke in the midst of the region of the shadowe of death without fearing anie wisfortune *