Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	age_n	life_n	old_a	5,148	5	5.6715	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A65944	The work of God in a dying maid being a short account of the dealings of the Lord with one Susannah Whitrow, about the age of fifteen years, and daughter of Robert Whitrow, inhabiting in Covent-garden in the county of Middlesex, together with her experimental confessions to the power and work of the Lord God, both in judgments and mercy to her soul / published for the warning and good of others who are in the same condition she was in before her sicknss [sic].	Travers, Rebecca.; Whitrowe, Joan.; Martin, Ann.; Ellis, Sarah.	1677 (1677)	Wing W2039; ESTC R33641	14,505	50

the Lord had required it yet I durst not ask thier Life of the Lord although my dear Child so much desired it but I said unto the Lord Glorifie thy Name let thy Will be done in my Ea●th as it is in Heaven And now O Lord by thy Hand thou hast brought this to pass and for the Exaltation of thy glorious Name thou powerful God art striking Dread and Terror into the Hearts of thy Enemies and all that will not bow to thee shall be slain before thee for O thou long-suffering God how is the Throne of Iniquity established and thou disposs●ssed of thy Princely Dominion whose right it is to Reign in the Hearts of the Sons and Daughters of Men but they have robbed thee of thy Right and entertained thy Enemy in thy room but now thou art come now thy Day is come thou so long spake of by the Mouth of thy holy Prophets That thou wilt dismount the Man of Sin out of his Throne and set thy Son upon thy holy Hill yea the Mountain of the Lords House shall be established on the top of all Mountains for thou hast determined to destroy all Iniquity and to bring in Everlasting Righteousness Amen Amen saith my Soul a llG ry Glory and Eternal Praises be given unto thee thou King of Glory Joan Whitrow Concerning my dear Son JASON I Need not speak much for most that knew him did know what manner of Child he was both in Person and Parts natural therefore I shall only give a small Relation of some of the sensible Words that came from him before he fell sick for the Satisfaction of some that desire it Before he went to the Latine School he was in a most sweet heavenly frame of Spirit and had such a Zeal for Truth that if any Lightness or Airyness did appear in any at that time he was a continual Reprover of such the precious Words that came from him at that time are past out of Mind I writ down some of them but they are lost he delighted exceedingly to hear me rehearse the noble Acts of the Lord and would be exceedingly broken he would often pray when he was alone he did earnestly desire his Father upon his Death-bed That he would let him go from him to the Wall that he might pray to his God He desired much to converse with me concerning God and his Kingdom and would ask me deep Questions with such heavenly Expressions to the Astonishment of the Hearers that I have often said in my Heart This is the Inspiration of the Almighty that gives my Child this Vnderstanding He loved the Lord and his People and would often say when he saw any that he thought were good Friends It made his Heart glad to see them He would often say If I live I shall be a good Quaker I shall go forth and declare the Word of the Lord I shall be a true Minister I will not Preach for Hire I will proclaim the dreadful Day of the Lord against the Wicked About three days before he fell sick he said unto me Mother the next time I go to the Tavern they will bid me preach a Sermon to them in Latine then I will say unto them I will preach you a Sermon in English and they will bid me say on then I will say Wo to the proud Persons Wo to the Scoffers Wo to the Drunkards of England Wo unto them that rise early to follow Drunkenness and to them that continue until Night till the Wine doth enflame them you Workers of Iniquity what will you do in the dreadful Day of the Lord that is coming upon England for because you have wasted the good Creatures upon your Lust the Lord will bring a Famine upon England Mother sometimes I have such a Trouble in me that I am not so good as I would be that I play so much and do not every thing as you would have me I pray to the Lord and I say Lord destroy this wicked One in me and put thy fear into my Heart that I may never do any thing that shall displease thee yet for all this the Devil will come in and take my mind off the Lord oh then I am so troubled that I say Lord have Mercy upon me The day before he fell sick he did take me by the hand and said Mother I shall dye oh that you might dye with me that we might both go to the Lord together Then I said my dear Child why dost thou desire to dye He answered That I might be always with my dear Lord God and out of this Wicked World When at any time he had seen me retired unto the Lord he hath sate down by me and would be mightily broken and hath often said weeping Oh that I did enjoy that that you enjoy Oh that I did know what the Fear of the Lord was that my Heart might be made glad as yours is The Lord shewed me when he was three Years of Age he was his beloved Child and he would take him and from that time I have expected his Death He departed this Life not being Six Years and a half Old Joan Whitrow THE END