Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	body_n	live_v	spirit_n	4,077	5	5.2407	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A30168	One thing is needful, or, Serious meditations upon the four last things, death, judgment [brace] and [brace] heaven, hell unto which is added Ebal and Gerizzim, or, The blessing and the curse : with prison meditations and a catalogue of all this author's books / by John Bunyan.	Bunyan, John, 1628-1688.	1683 (1683)	Wing B5555; ESTC R36059	32,095	89

from these shakings run 19. But how much more then when he comes To graffle with thy Heart To bind with Thread thy Toes and Thumbs And fetch thee in his Cart. 20. Then will he cut thy silver Cord And break thy Golden Bowl Yea break that Pitcher which the Lord Made Cabin for thy Soul 21. Thine Eyes that now are quick of sight Shall then no way espy How to escape this doleful plight For Death will make thee dye 22. Those Legs that now can nimbly run Shall then with faintness fail To take one step Death's Dart to shun When he doth thee assail 23. That Tongue that now can boast and brag Shall then by Death be ty'd So fast as not to speak or wag Though Death lyes by thy side 24. Thou that did'st once encline thine Ear Unto the Song and Tale Shall only now Death's Message hear While he with Face most pale 25. Doth reason with thee how thy days Hath hitherto been spent And what have been thy deeds and ways Since God thee time hath lent 26. Then will he so begin to tear Thy Body from thy Soul And both from Life if now thy Care Be not on Grace to roll 27. Death puts on things another face Than we in health do see Sin Satan Hell Death Life and Grace Now great and weighty be 28. Yea now the Sick-man's Eye is set Upon a World to come He also knows too without let That there must be his Home 29. Either in Joy in Bliss and Light Or Sorrow Woe and Grief Either with Christ and Saints in white Or Fiends without Relief 30. But oh the sad estate that then They will be in that dye Both void of Grace and Life poor men How will they fear and cry 31. Ha! Live I may not though I would For Life give more than all And dye I dare not though I should The World gain by my fall 32. No here he must no longer stay He feels his Life run out His Night is come also the day That makes him fear and doubt 33. He feels his very Vitals dye All waxeth pale and wan Nay worse he fears to misery He shortly must be gone 34. Death doth already strike his Heart With his most fearful sting Of Guilt which makes his Conscience start And quake at every thing 35. Yea as his body doth decay By a contagious grief So his poor Soul doth faint away Without hope or relief 36. Thus while the man is in this scare Death doth still at him lay Live dye sink swim fall foul or fair Death still holds on his way 37. Still pulling of him from his place Full sore against his Mind Death like a Sprite stares in his face And doth with links him bind 38. And carries him into his den In darkness there to lye Among the swarms of wicked men In grief eternally 39. For only he that God doth fear Will now be counted wise Yea he that feareth him while here He only wins the Prize 40. 'T is he that shall by Angels be Attended to that bliss That Angels have for he O he Of glory shall not miss 41. Those weapons and those instruments Of death that others fright Those dreadful fears and discontents That brings on some that night 42. That never more shall have a day Brings this man to that rest Which none can win but only they Whom God hath call'd and blest 43. With the first fruits of saving grace With faith hope love and fear Him to offend this man his face In visions high and clear 44. Shall in that light which no Eye can Approach unto behold The rayes and beams of Glory and Find there his Name inrol'd 45. Among those glittering Stars of light That Christ still holdeth fast In his right hand with all his might Until that danger 's past 46. That shakes the world and most hath dropt Into grief and distress O blessed then is he that 's wrapt In Christ his righteousness 47. This is the man Death cannot kill For he hath put on arms Him Sin nor Satan hath not skill To hurt with all their charms 48. An Helmet on his head doth stand A Breast-plate on his Heart A Shield also is in his Hand That blunteth every Dart. 49. Truth girds him round the Reins also His Sword is on his Thigh His Feet in Shooes of Peace do go The ways of Purity 50. His Heart it groaneth to the Lord Who hears him at his call And doth him help and strength afford Wherewith he conquers all 51. Thus fortify'd he keeps the field While Death is gone and fled And then lies down upon his Shield Till Christ doth raise the dead Of Judgment 1. AS 't is appointed men should dye So Judgment is the next That meet them must assuredly For so saith holy Text. 2. Wherefore of Judgment I shall now Inform you what I may That you may see what 't is and how 'T will be with Men that Day 3. This World it hath a time to stand Which time when ended then Will issue Judgment out of hand Upon all sorts of Men. 4. The Judge we find in Gods Record The Son of Man for he By God's appointment is made Lord And Judge of all that be 5. Wherefore this Son of man shall come At last to Count withal And unto them shall give just doom Whether they stand or fall 6. Behold ye now the Majesty And State that shall attend This Lord this Judge and Justice high When he doth now descend 7. He comes with Head as white as snow With Eyes like flames of fire In Justice clad from top to toe Most glorious in attire 8. His Face is fill'd with gravity His Tongue is like a Sword His Presence aws both stout and high The World shakes at his Word 9. He comes in flaming fire and With Angels clear and bright Each with a Trumpet in his hand Cloathed in shining white 10. The Trump of God sounds in the Air The dead do hear his Voice The living too run here and there Who made not him their Choice 11. Thus to his place he doth repair Appointed for his Throne Where he will sit to Judge and where He 'l Count with every one 12. Angels attending on his hand By thousands on a roe Yea thousand thousands by him stand And at his beck do go 13. Thus being set the Books do ope In which all Crimes are writ All Vertues too of Faith and Hope Of Love and every whit 14. Of all that Man hath done or said Or did intend to do Whether they fin'd or were afraid Evil to come into 15. Before this Bar each Sinner now In Person must appear Under his Judgment there to bow With trembling and with fear 16. Within whose breast a witness then Will certainly arise That to each Charge will say Amen While they seek and devise 17. To shun the Sentence which the Lord Against them then will read Out of the Books of God's Record With Majesty and Dread

off on every side While smiles Divine themselves from him did While earth did quake and rocks in pieces rent And while the Sun as veiled did lament To see the innocent and harmless dye So sore a death so full of misery Yea let us turn again and say all this He did and suffered for love of his He brought in everlasting Righteousness That he might cover all our nakedness He wept and washt his Face with brinish tears That we might saved be from hellish fears Blood was his sweat too in his agony That we might live in joyful extasie He apprehended was and led away That Grace to us-ward never might decay With swords and bills and outrage in the night That to the peace of Heaven we might have right Condemn'd he was between two Thieves to dye That we might ever in his bosom lye Scourged with whips his precious body were That we lashes of Conscience might not fear His head was crown'd with thorns that we might be Crowned with glory and felicity He hanged was upon a cursed Tree That we delivered from death might be His Father from him hides his smiles and face That we might have them in the heav'nly place He cry'd My God why hast forsaken me That we forsaken of him might not be Into his Side was thrust a bloody Spear That we the sting of death might never fear He went into the Grave after all this That we might up to Heav'n go and have bliss Yea rise again he did out of the Earth And shook off from him all the chains of death Then at his Chariot-wheels he captive led His Foes and trod upon the Serpents Head Riding in triumph to his Fathers Throne There to possess the Kingdom as his own What sayst thou will 't not yet unto him come His Arms are open in his Heart is room To lay thee be not then discouraged Although thy sins be many great and red Unto thee Righteousness he will impute And with the kisses of his Mouth salute Thy drooping Soul and will it so uphold As that thy shaking Conscience shall be bold To come to Mercys Seat with great access There to expostulate with that Justice That burns like fiery flames against all those That do not with this blessed Jesus close Which unto thee will do no harm but good Because thou hast relyance on that blood That Justice saith hath given him content For all that do unfeignedly repent Their ill spent Life and roll upon free grace That they within that bosom might have place That open is to such where they shall lye In ease and gladness and felicity World without end according to that state I have nay better than I can relate If thou shalt still object thou yet art vile And hast a Heart that will not reconcile Unto the holy Law but will rebell Heark yet to what I shall thee farther tell Two things are yet behind that help thee will If God shall put into thy Mind that skill So to improve them as becometh those That would with mercy and forgiveness close First then let this sink down into thy Heart That Christ is not a Saviour in part But every way so fully he is made The All of those that underneath his shade And wing would sit and shroud their weary Soul That even Moses dare it not controul But justifi't approve of 't and conclude No Man nor Angel must himself intrude With such Doctrine that may oppose the same On pain of blaspheming that holy Name Which God himself hath given unto Men To stay to trust to lean themselves on when They feel themselves assaulted and made fear Their sin will not let them in life appear For as God made him perfect Righteousness That he his love might to the height express And us present compleat before the Throne Sanctification too of his own He hath prepared in which do we stand Compleat in Holiness at his right Hand Now this Sanctification is not That Holiness which is in us but that Which in the Person of this Jesus is And can inherently be only his But is imputed to us for our good As is his active Righteousness and Blood Which is the cause though we infirm are found That Mercy and Forgiveness doth abound To us ward and that why we are not shent And empty and away rebuked sent Because that all we do imperfect is Bless God then for this Holiness of his And learn to look by Faith on that alone When thou seest thou hast nothing of thine own Yea when thy Heart most willing is to do What God by his good Word doth call thee to And when thou find'st most Holiness within And greatest power over every sin Yet then to Jesus look and thou shalt see In him Sanctification for thee Far more compleat than all that thou canst find In the most upright Heart and willing Mind That ever Men or Angels did possess When most fill'd with inherent Righteousness Besides if thou forgettest here to live And Satan get thee once into his sieve He will so hide thy Wheat and shew thy Brun That thou wilt quickly cry I am undone Alas thy goodliest attainments here Though like the fairest blossoms they appear How quickly will they lowr and decay And be as if they all were fled away When once the East-wind of temptations beat Upon thee with their dry and blasting heat Rich Men will not account their treasure lyes In crackt Groats and in Four-pence-half-pennys But in those Bags they have within their Chests In staple Goods which shall within their brests Have place accordingly because they see Their substance lyeth here But if that be But shaken then they quickly fear and cry Alas 't is not this small and odd money We carry in our Pockets for to spend Will make us rich or much will stand our friend If famine or if want do us assail How quickly will these little pieces fail If thou be wise consider what I say And look for all in Christ where no decay Is like to be then though thy present frame Be much in up and down yet he the same Abideth yea and still at Gods right hand As thy most perfect holiness will stand It is I say not like to that in thee Now high then low now out then in but he Most perfect is when thou art at the worst The same the very same I said at first This helpeth much when thou art buffetted And when thy graces lye in thee as dead Then to believe they are all perfect still In Christ thy head who hath that blessed skill Yet to present thee by what is in him Unto his Father one that hath no sin Yea this will fill thy mouth with Argument Against the Tempter when he shall present Before thee all thy weakness and shall hide From thee thy Graces that thou may'st abide Under the fretting fumes of unbelief Which never yielded Christian man relief Nor help thy self thou may'st against him thus O