Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	good_a	just_a	law_n	2,761	5	4.7834	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A81983	Psalmos theios, or a Divine psalme or, song, wherein predestination is maintained, yet the honour of Jehovah preserved and vindicated: and to that eternall song the holy scripture dedicated, / by John Davis. Whereunto is annexed an elogie upon the patron, with certaine divine epigrams to whom the author presented some of his books..	Davis, John, b. 1628 or 9.	1652 (1652)	Wing D388; Thomason E683_24; ESTC R206823	21,012	64

doth not my faithfull patron call Us sinners all since that of Adams fall That we have broken all his laws kept none Of Gods commands but to all evill prone And if any man dare this same deny Our very conscience in our face will fly Now will any for strangers condescend So low as for a friend a bosome friend And that all creatures are not sinners worse Doth not sin deserve an eternall curse Yet is it so that God some men doth save O admire this love at grace do not rave But rather love and on this meditate How the great God at first did man create Man was at first the best the chief of all The creatures made but lost it by a fall He had engraven on him heavens feature But by this fall became the meanest creature O wretch man could nothing content or suit With thy desire but the forbidden fruit O! 'T was folly shame even too much haste As soon as made thus for our pleasant taste To lose a paradise how pleasant no I see By this 't was bitter in the third degree For which man 's a servant yet worst of all He fell from the tree in t ' eternall thrall From which doth God so good as to redeem Some men Oh have this love in high esteem Doth God this man unto salvation chuse Yet another as deep ingag'd refuse Lo here 't is manifested in thy sight That the love of the Lord is infinite Doth he save some this or that damn th' rest Lo here 's mercy and justice plain exprest Doth he not bring all out of their first state Blesse him that some he doth compassionate Do not injustice on the Lord retort But bless and praise his Name fear him for 't Hath God made choice of thee not another Oh! the praises of thy heart do not smother But sing aloud unto the God of grace Eternall thanks for his indulgent face Towards thee who hast deserv'd as many And as great punishments for sin as any If thou far'st well do not of God complain That other souls have not what you obtain Again on the other side what hath hee Chosen other men and rejected thee Do not rail and maligne but do confess It is Gods justice for thy wickedness His will is not to be oppos'd withstood Let not thine eye be ill ' cause he is good Wish none cōdēn'd because thou art not sav'd Blame none because thy self thou hast enslav'd Let God do what he will let him alone To do his pleasure with what is his own Let him dispence perform or execute Which royall title name or attribte Is meet according to his holy will Then no malignant sland'rous tongue or quill Hath cause to say he wrongs although he pardō This man or that alone and others harden If Princes be so good as to promote One traitor to their persons just to vote Anothers execution with all speed For th'very same offence fact or like deed Like King Pharaoh I answer thus in short Who hath just cause to tax to blame thē for 't May not a Creditor be true and just Unto such loose debtors that have through lust Their bils forfeited if he doth acquit One yet another sue withall commit Him to the Law to be confin'd restrain'd Doth not injustice here prove meerly fain'd What cause hath he of any just complaint Who for his wilfull debt hath just restraint If nat'rall parents have two prodigall Sons and they please to send for and to call Home one and what if they likewise affect To make him be their heir cast off reject The other what shew is here all along Exprest to him of injury or wrong Say Masters have two servants that abuse Their words and yet retein one and refuse To keep the other but will forthwith cast Him out of doors is he not now displac't Deservedly God deals but even so With wretched man since Adams fall for oh What debtors traitors disobedient Children are we what faithlesse negligent Servants the best deserveth not his breath Of God but reject'on ex'cut'on death Yet notwithstanding doth it will or please Jehovah some to pardon and release To send for home some men adopt or chuse Them for his heirs and to cast out refuse Others what wrong is here though God award His love to this or that and some discard Doth all mankinde deserve rejection O what admirable love affection Doth God vouchsafe to shew a higher note Of love was never nor a juster vote By man yet I wonder that God not prove So true a lover since his name is love Likewise I do not dare not neither must Any man who is rebellious dust For God his well deserved justice blame Him for as love so justice is his name F●om all the lines that I have here premised Let sinfull wretched man be well advised How he renders this great and mighty Name Of God for what his titles are the same He is now let not frail uncertain dust Say God is partiall mercilesse unjust O! let him have the praise and glory due Unto his titles nam'd from me and you I judge it meet to make an end because I think enough's already said to pause Upon enough to overthrow or foil Gainsayers and I do not love to toil But recreate for it is my delight To praise Jehovah when I speak or write And though I here conclude this Psalm or Song Yet if my God will but untie my tongue If he vouchsafe my worldly thoughts to raise And keep me still within his perfect wayes If he his Oracles to me impart If he enlarge my much confined heart From heart with tongue I will alwayes To him sing Hymns and Psalms of praise Lord plant more Songs of Praises in my brest That though I end this Song I may not rest Praising thee but my wel tun'd heart may bless That love of thine which tōgues cānot express Soli Deo Gloria An Elogie upon the incomparable Divine Patron of this little Book the Sacred Scriptures of the Old and New Testament IF I should here presume to speak your praise Some may object I am too young of dayes And that is truth and so 's the oldest man Let him prepare to speak the best he can But yet although my juvenility Impede my Muse from notes or strains so high I 'ill speak what I have learn't in this my age And leave it to be judg'd by men more sage You are good and perfect clean sweet pure You are righteous faithfull sound and sure You 're the Casket wherein those jewels are Ev'n truth and peace of late with us so rare You are the Mint of Doctrine th' only Mine Where truth doth grow the Orb from whence it shine Who meditates on you is not to blame For that your soūdnes dothpreserve frō shame While we like Pilgrims here do walk along Your law doth prove to us our