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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	faith_n	hear_v	word_n	3,321	5	5.3463	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01225	The Countesse of Pembrokes Emanuel Conteining the natiuity, passion, buriall, and resurrection of Christ: togeather with certaine Psalmes of Dauid. All in English hexameters. By Abraham Fraunce.	Fraunce, Abraham, fl. 1587-1633.	1591 (1591)	STC 11339; ESTC S105636	24,183	40

Festring sores with grosse corruption euer abounding Festring sores and wounds fro my synfull folly proceeding My pain's soe greeuous my griefe soe greate that it vrgeth Mee wyth a pale dead face and crooked lyms to be creeping Myne inslamed loynes are filld withfilthy diseases And noe part vntutcht noe peece vnwounded apeareth Faynt and feeble I am sore bruysed soe that I can not But roare out for griefe of sowle and horrible anguish Lord thou knowst my desyre thou seest my dayly bewaylings Hart hartles doth pant and strengthles strength is abated Sightles sight is gone and fryends vnfryendly departed And vnkynde kynsmen my wounded carkas abhorring Looke but a greate way of but come not neare to my comfort Thus forsaken I am forlorne contemptible abiect They that sought my life layd secrete snares to betray mee And to deuoure my blood conspyred dayly togeather And I for all this alas poore foole stood feellyly sylent Lyke to a man that's deaf and seem's not a woord to be hearing Lyke to a man that's dumbe and fear's his mouth to be op'nyng For my fayth and trust in thee my Lord I reposed Thou must pleade my cause and by thee I must be defended Lord I desyre that these my foes may not be triumphing Ouer a contryte sowle for when my foote was a slipping Then they laught and scornd and seem'd to be greatly reioycing And in truth my God my plagues are dayly renued And my bleeding wounds lye always open afore mee Alwayes in my sight for I must and will my detested Fylthy detested lyfe confesse with an heauy remembryng Harty repentyng sowle But alas my deadly malignyng Foes are much increaste in might and number abounding These men alas for that my sowle theyr fylthynes hated Life with death ô Lord and good with bad be requyting Helpe ô Lord my God make haste draw neare to the needy Help ô God my Lord and my saluation only The fiftith Psalme GOd the triumphant God th'aeternall greate God of all Gods Hath sent foorth Summons with a thūdring voyce fro the heauēs World-warnyng Summons commaunding all in a moment All from th' east to the weast to be prest and make an aparance And performe theyr suyte to the court to the greate to the high court Greate high Syons court sweete Syon where hee apeareth With surpassing grace exceeding bewty abounding God shal come shal come with a voyce al-mightyly sounding Greedy deuouring fyre shall goe with glory before hym And blustring tempests shall roare with terror about hym Heu'n from aboue shal hee call and quaking earth to bewytnes Of this iust edict and sentence rightly pronounced Bring my Saints sayth God goe bring my Saints to my presence Which haue vow'd theyre harts and sworne theyr sowles to my seruyce And of this iudgment from iudg almighty proceeding Those bright-burnyng gloabes of Christal-mantled Olympus Shalbe reporters true and alwayes shalbe recorders Heare mee my deare flock and thou ô Israel heare mee Heare me thy God thy Lord and know that I am not agreeued Nor displeased a whytt for want of customed offrings Burnt offrings sacrifice and Honnors due to my altars What doe I care for a Goate or what doe I care for a Bullock Sith Goates and Bullocks and beasts that range by the deserts Sith cattell feeding on a thousand hills be my owne goods Myne owne proper goods be the fowles that fly to the mountaynes Myne be the beasts that run by the fyelds and watery fountayns If that I hunger alas what neede I to tell thee I hunger Sith that th' earth is myne and all that on earth is abyding Thinck not thinck not alas that I take any ioy to be eating Bulls flesh thinck not alas that I take a delyte to be dryncking Goates blood guyltles blood but make acceptable offring Of thanks-geuyng hart and pay thy vowes to the highest Call me to help when soe thou findst thyself to be helples Cry for grace when soe thou thinckst thy sowle to be past grace And I wil heare and help giue grace and strongly protect thee And thou lawde and loue sing serue and woorthyly prayse mee But with a frownyng looke this God spake thus to the godles With what face dar'st thou my sacred name be prophanyng With those lying lipps and mouth with murder abounding With what face dar'st thou with a fyled tong be professing And by defyled lyfe and fowled sowle be denying With what face dar'st thou for an ostentation only Seeke to reforme others thyself soe fowly deformed When thou meet'st with a thief thou seek'st by theft to bethryuyng And walkst syde by syde as a copsemate sit for adulters Thy moutli's made to beguyle and monstrous villany vttreth Thy lipps let foorth lyes thy tongue vntruly defameth Thyne owne mothers sonne these these be thy holy proceedings These be thy works sith that I seem'd for a while to be sylēt Thou thoughtst wicked thought my thoughts were lyke to thy owne thoughts And soe runnst headlong But I come but plagues be aproaching And when I come then I stryke whē I stryke thē I beate thee to powder Thy bloody thoughts Iewde words vile deeds wil I open in order And shew all to thy face which thou shalt see to thy sorrow Know and acknowledg to thy owne confusion endles You that forget God thinck on thus least hee remember And forget not you but roote you out in his anger Then shall noeman come your damned sowles to delyuer Prayse and thancks-giuing is a most acceptable offring And if a man by my lawes his conuersation order Vnto the same I myself wil my saluation offer The threescore and thirteenth Psalme GOD th' aeternall God noe doubt is good to the godly Giuing grace to the pure and mercy to Israel holy And yet alas my seete my saynt feete gan to be slyding And I was almost gone and fall'n to a dangerous error For my soule did grudg my hart consumed in anger And myne eyes disdayng'd when I saw that such men abounded With wealth health and ioy whose myndes with myschif abounded Theyr body stowt and strong theyr lyms stil lyuely apearing Neyther feare any panges of death nor feele any sicknes Some still mourne they laughe some lyue vnfortunat euer They for ioy doe triumphe and taste aduersyty neuer Which makes them with pryde with scorneful pryde to be chayned And with blood-thirsting disdaigne as a roabe to becou'red Theyr fare is delicate theyr flesh is dayntyly pampred Theyr eyes with fatnes start out theyr greedy deuouring Gutts swell with swylling and what fonde fancy desyreth Or lewd lust lyketh that fortune fryendly afordeth Themselus most synfull cause others for to be synners With theyr poysn'd breath and vile contagius humors They check scorne controlle looke ouer looke with a lordlyke Imperious countnance theyr mouth fowle blasphemy vttreth And fro the forlorne earth to the heu'ns disdaingfuly mounteth This surpassing pompe and pryde allureth a nomber Eu'n of Gods owne flock flock weake and weary with