Selected quad for the lemma: cause_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
cause_n	great_a	joy_n	sorrow_n	2,802	5	8.8668	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16730	Auspicante Iehoua Maries exercise.	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?	1597 (1597)	STC 3632; ESTC S109669	16,897	64

with teares yes sweet Lord I humbly thanck thee I feele the sweetnes of thy loue though I can not beeholde thy presence I tast of thy goodnes though I see not thy persō drinck of thy vertue though I know not thine essence for had not the medicine of thy mercy cured my soul of hir sorow I had died in my sinne ere I had tasted of thy grace but sweet-LORD the woman of Samaria had many husbands my soule desireth but thy loue be thou I say the husband of my loue the loue of my life and life of my soule the fountaine of my faithes comfort the water of my hopes life the sweet of my eternall felicitie let me thirst only for thy grace drinck onely of thy mercie liue onely to thy Glorie that from the puddles of the worlde deliuered by thy mercy in the ioies of paradise I may sing Halaluiah to thy holly Maiestie Amen A prayer vpon the woman of Canaan hir suite vnto Christ Math xv verse 22. The fruict thereof The blessing of faith ETernall Almighty euerliuing and euerloueing God my deerest master sweetest Lord onely Sauiour IESVS CHRIST the comfort of the sorrowfull the hope of the faithful and the life of the ioyfull the Surgion of the heart the Phisition of the minde the medicine of the soule the power of vertue the wisdome of grace the glory of mercy who liuing in the heauens beholdest all the dwellers vpon y e earth hearest y e cries of the afflicted asswagest the pains of the tormēted comfortest y e harts of the distressed that in true faith of thy woord fly to the mercy of thy will emong those miserable sinners that haue no hope of reliefe but in the heauenly eye of thy mercy vouchsafe sweet Christ to cast one looke of pitty vppon the wounded heart of my vnworthy soule whē the woman of syrophenissa came to thee for the cure of hir daughter possessed with a diuel though at the first thou gauest hir a kinde of denying answere in that it was not meete to giue the Childrens meate vnto dogges yet to hir humble replie that the dogs might eate of the crummes that fall from their masters table to the glory of thy mercy thou madest a gratious Conclusion wherein the humility of hir faith had effected hir ioy in thy fauour hir daughter was made whole and shee departed away but now oh Lord was she onely blessed in this abundant measure of thy mercy or can sin haue such power in the world as to bar thy seruants thy blessing or shal any dispaire of thy comfort when thou callest all vnto mercy no sweet Lord I know thou art not partial in thy loue that lookest onely into thy selfe thou art not sparing of thy blessing that art boūtifull to the whole world nor wouldest the death of a sinner therfore wilt surely haue mecry on thy seruants to thee therefore sweet Iesu I humbly come not for my diseased daughter but thy distressed daughter vnworthy of so good a father yet praying thee good father help me thi vnworthy seruant beseeching thee sweet maister comfort mee and thy vnworthy creature crying vnto thee oh God of all mercy haue mercy vpon mee in the multitude of thy compassions do away all my offences in the oyle of the grace heale my soule of hir sinne in the power of thy mercy deliuer me from euill I know not with how many diuells I am daily hourely tempted by a world of illusions to bee drawen from thy loue but were ther neuer so many thou canst deliuer me from them all for thy power is inuincible thy mercy is Almightie and thy loue hath no limits sinne is but an infection the diuells are but ministers of thy wrath thou wilt haue mercy on thy seruants heale therefore my disease commaund away my tormentors and bee glorious in thy goodnesse where thy good spirit entereth no euill spirit will bide where thy grace toucheth no sinne tarrieth and whom thou inspirest with thy loue they are allready in heauen but alas sweet IESVS mee thincks I heere thee accuse mee of so dogged a nature that I am not worthy to feede of the fruict of thy fauour Lord I cōfesse it that while dogs waite one their masters trenchers I haue not attended on the table of thy merry therfore am vnworthy of the least crum of thy comforte yet sweet Lord since thy mercy is ouer all thy workes put mee not out of the booke of thy remembraunce thou hast called mee though I come late giue mee a penny of thy charity though I deseure nothing of thy mercy I am sick thou canst heale mee bee thou gratious though I be sinfull the diuell is a tirant but thou art y e god of mercy who with one looke of thine eie canst make him flye from thy presence with one woord of thy mouth canst banish hi● from thy beloued with one blessing of thy hand canst make me liue euer but oh sweet LORD since I haue by ●ine absence ●rom attending on thy table de●erued not onely to bee famished with lack of thy comfort not to receiue the least crum of thy mercy yet in the least looke of thy loue since thy glorie is ●n thy mercy loose no part of thy right let me come behinde thee emong thē throng of sinners to touch the hem of thy garment that by the vertue of my faith I maie finde grace in thy fauour being cured of my sinne comforted by thy mercy by the grace of thy holly spirite I may Glorifiy thy holly name not with the Siroph●n●ssiā depart away with thy blessing but with y ● ioy of thy mercy folow thy shadow with my seruice till being wholely deliuered from the temptation of sin in the saluation of thy mercy with the elected of thy loue by the good spirit of thy grace I may euer sing to thy glory Amen A prayer vpon the widdowes two Mites xii of Marke 41 verse The fruict thereof the praise of Charity NOthing is more comfortable to my soule then the Meditation of thy mercy sweet Iesu thou alone art hee whom my soule loueth and iust cause for by thy onely loue my soule liueth when I beholde thee in my hart I haue enough for my comfort wanting thy grace I comsume away with calamitie oh vnspeakable sorrow to misse the ioy of thy mercy and how great is their heauen that haue a feeling of thy loue oh sweet Lord how greatly wilt thou commend a little loue in thy seruant but how infinitly art thou to bee glorified that giuest thy selfe vnto sinners oh imcōparable kinde loue to lay downe the life of thy beeloued thou didst commend the poore widdow for casting two mites into the treasury thou hast giuen vs thy selfe to bring vs into thy treasury bee thou therefore commended aboue all commendation shee gaue but a little though all shee had y u gauest thy selfe without