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A19531 The mother and the child A short catechisme or briefe summe of religion, gathered out of Mr. Cragges Catechisme, for the fitting of little children, for the publick ministery. With short, very comfortable and fruitfull meditations on the Lords Prayer. Together with other briefe and profitable meditations on the seuen penitentiall psalmes. Craig, John, 1512?-1600.; Du Vair, Guillaume, 1556-1621. 1611 (1611) STC 5961.5; ESTC S116725 44,088 216

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world Wherin then shall I receiue comfort O my God In my selfe Alas there is no health in any part of my body the marrowe is consumed in my bones there is no rest in my bodie euerie part reproacheth mee with my sinne and suffereth the paine thereof I pine away with griefe and heauinesse and no man comforteth me my eyes serue me onely to see my misery and my soule hath no vnderstanding or knowledge but only of my wretchednes I cast mine eyes on euerie side and I see my sinnes begirt me round about and I am ready to faint and sink down vnder the burden of mine iniquities they are mounted aloft vpon my head and are heauier then I can beare How shall I resist them What strength haue I to defend my selfe seeing all my bones are out of ioint The filth of my sores runneth the stench and corruption of my wounds and vlcers is grieuous and if my body be ill is my soule any better Is not shee also full of confusion fearfulnes and trembling Maladie hath worn away my body and brought it to the doore of death and heauiness hath oppressed my soule and disrobed her of her Vertue And as the young and tender budde of the Vine is congealed into sheer-wool by the sharpe cold and fadeth away so the finger of the Lord which hath touched my soule maketh her to languish faint and lose her courage But alas O my God what courage can I expect to haue when I see my self so full of sores and no part of my bodie is exempt from paine and which is farre beyond this miserie the memorie of my deceitfull Pleasures representeth it selfe vnto me and casteth mee in the teeth with my vices and mocketh me for my vanitie I say vnto my selfe did I therfore prolong my dayes in the honny of so many delights that I might after wash away all with the gall of bitter anguish Where art thou now O deceitful pleasure which hast made my soule drunke with the sweet liquor of thy delights how hast thou now forsaken me Haue I not yet suffered inough O Lord hath not my humilitie yet sufficiently chastened mine arrogance I haue sinned through sottish corruption alas since that I haue cast my selfe downe vpon the earth I haue couered my head with ashes I haue clouen my heart with cryes I haue dimmd my eyes with teares and yet thine anger ceaseth not Is it possible O Lord that thou hast not seene my teares Thou who with the very turne of thine eye doest trauerse heauen and earth Thou whose sight pierceth the very bottom of our hearts Thou Lord knowest my thoughts and vnderstandest my cogitations What is it that I desire but thy mercie In what doe I hope but in thy bountie Wherefore haue I mourned and made open profession of my repentance but to condemne my selfe And if my tongue hath not sufficiently expressed my minde and is not able to vtter what I desire Thou O Lord knowest what wee would before we can think it It is inough that we lift vp our heart vnto thee and thou wilt presently grant what we desire But wherefore delayest thou O Lord to giue thy blessed consolation which thou hast promised mee Alas I am not able to hold out any longer my heart faileth mee my senses are troubled my sight is waxed dimme my flitting soule is euen readie to leaue my bodie All my friends about me do bewaile my death they haue giuen ouer all hope of my health all their care is for my exequies and say amongst themselues where is the help that he expected from his God where is that fauour whereof hee made himself so sure They that priuily haue laide wait for my life are come about me they haue thought of parting my spoile among them so hatefull am I become to the world since thou hast deiected mee They whispered among themselues and haue imagined a thousand wayes to doe mee mischiefe they haue daily laide snares to entrappe me Hee is said they vpon his death-bed he shall neuer rise vp again wherefore should we feare him who is now but as the shadowe of a man As for me I was as deafe as a man that heareth not and as one that is dumbe I answered them not my patience was my buckler and constancie my bulwarke Euery one that saw my patience in aduersity said that I was dumb because when they reproached I answered not he hath said they put vp all indignities if there remained in him any sense of honour how could he shew such little courage wee may well iudge him to be guiltie for innocencie is alwaies hardy and resolute in her owne defence but notwithstanding all this I held my peace For why my hope is in God and I am verely perswaded that hee will assist me Though all the world band themselues against mee though heauen and earth conspire my ruine yet through the help of my God I shall still be the vanquisher With the breath of his mouth hath he created all things and with the same breath he can destroy whatsoeuer it pleaseth him I will fight vnder his banner and so I shall be certain of victorie I haue oft said vnto them Reioyce not at my harme and insult not ouer mee when I am afflicted tormented for the hand of the Lord is not so short but it may stretch vnto you also and presume not too much vpon his long suffering for as his feete are of wool so his arme is of iron if hee once stretch it ouer your heads O ye impenitent soules hee vvill breake you in peeces like a potters vessell and the very remembraunce of you shall be rooted out As for me I haue taken the rodde in mine hand and haue made the print of my condemnation for my sinne on my shoulders I haue appeared in thy presence O Lord with teares in mine eyes repentance in my mouth and warre in my heart I haue beaten downe my selfe for feare least mine enemie shoulde triumph ouer me I haue openly confessed my fault I haue acknowledged my sin in an acceptable time I haue bin carefull to runne vnto thee for mercie whilst thou wast to be found But the more I humble my selfe before thee to taste of the liuing water of this fountaine of grace which distilleth from thy bountie the more mine enemies encrease and they that would deuoure mee guiltlesse are mighty They gather themselues on euerie side little foreseeing the tempest that will scatter and disperse them They kindle through their pride the coales of thine ire they despite thy power which they shall too too soone proue to their vtter ruine and destruction In a word caring for nothing in heauen or earth they wallow in their filthy pleasures and as much as in them lyeth deface that stampe of divinitie which thou hast imprinted printed in their soul shut their eyes against the hope of
bloud from the slauerie of sin to which thou hadst of thine own accord bound thy selfe Behold him who himselfe payeth the ransome for those that haue betrayed him vvho taketh vppon himselfe the punishment of our backsliding and the paiment of our forfeit With what words shall we render him thankes Open my lippes my God my Creator my Redeemer that my voice may bee lifted vp in that measure as mine heart is enflamed with a boyling affection to giue thee praise and thankes and to abase my selfe in the knowledge of my self that I may rouse vp my spirits in the knowledge of that sacred mysterie whereby wee are reincorporated with thee and admitted againe to thy couenant to enter into this blessed participation of glorie wherein all those shall triumph who shall be partakers of the merite of the passion of thy welbeloued Sonne the true and onely Sauiour of the world Psalme 143. Domine exaudi O Lord man is weary in the ende of all things the continuance of his course putteth him out of breath too much seeing dimmeth and dazeleth his eyes the clatering sound deafeth his eares but the more I crye unto thee the stronger is my voice my courage increaseth and my prayer is the more pleasing to mee and all because I begin my daily petitions with Lord heare my prayer and giue eare to my supplication for in praying to thee my God consisteth al my comfort This is my prayer O Lord which doth coniure thy clemencie to expiate my sinnes not by the rigour of thy punishment but by the effect of thy grace whereby thou hast abolished cast away from thy soueraigne and powerfull might and maiesty the memory of mine offences Deale not then in iustice with thy seruant neither giue him ouer to the rigour of thy lawe for of all men ●●uing that shal appeare before the seate of thy iudgement no man shall bee iustified no man shall escape this fearefull condemnation the punishment whereof is horrible and the horrour immortall Alas O Lord who can iustifie himselfe before thee It is thou that art offended it is thou that shalt accuse vs it is thou that hast seene our faults and wilt beare witnesse it is thou that wilt iudge vs. When the accuser shall be witness and the witnesse iudge what shall then become of the guiltie what cause shall serue to cleare him But I will not stand out O Lord to come to this issue I will arme me with thy grace and oppose that as a buckler to thy iustice Thy grace is procured by the acknowledgement of our faults humbling of our spirit Loe I lye prostrate before thy feete confessing my sinne O Lord haue mercie vpon me My sinne O my God the capitall enemie of my soule hath so discomfited and beaten me down that I goe groueling vppon the earth not daring to lift vp mine eyes vnto heauen For as soone as I lift vp mine eyes loe the light shineth vpon mee to bring vnto light all my manifold offences which accuse my conscience And I feele withall shame to couer my face a face vnworthy to looke vp vnto heauen the king whereof it hath so grieuously offended a face too cowardly to cast vp his eyes to those places where are so many thunders and lightning prepared for the destruction of guiltie sinners My spirit then hath led me into the darknesse and hath buried mee in the graue as one that is dead My soule within mee is heauie my heart is troubled euen like him vvho walking loftie with hye bent lookes falleth vnawares into the bottome of some pitte presently his soule is troubled he loseth his vnderstanding he vexeth and tormenteth himselfe he knoweth neither what to will or what to do vntill his spirits returning vnto him he beginneth to consider his estate and the place wherein hee is and the manner of his fall then hee beginneth by little and little to regaine the toppe and with great paine and labour to winde himselfe out of the place into which he so easily fell so I hauing called to minde as much as is possible things past and hauing entred into a profound meditation of the workes of thine hands and hauing exactly considered the perfection of all things which thou hast created then calling to minde the estate wherein thou hast created me and then proposing to my selfe that wherein now I finde my selfe as it were ouerwhelmed vnder the ruine of sinne I curse to my self the houre wherein my mother conceiued me and the day that first opened my eye-liddes to make me see heauen and earth the witnesses of mine infirmitie and in the ende finding nothing in this world that could comfort mee in this distresse I addresse my selfe yet further vnto thee I fall down on my knees before thee and stretch out my hands and armes to thee and my soule thirsting after thy grace doth attend with as great desire as the thirstie and scorched earth doth expect a gracious raine in the heat of summer Help me then and that soone O my GOD for I am alreadie cleane out of breath my heart faileth loe how I fall into a swoun Wilt thou Lord delay till death hath seised on mee I am euen alreadie at Deaths doore if thou make not hast for my senses decay by little and little my soule is as it were in a trance and my body without motion If thou O Lord be farre from mee if thou hide thy face from mee I shall bee like vnto those that goe downe into the depth of Hell Pale death will sit vpon my face and seize on my senses and which is worst spirituall death will slay my soule fill it with fright and horrour and vtterly depriue it of the knowledge of thy singular bountie and the hope of grace which shineth in thy miracles as a glittering starre in the obscure darkness of the night Cause mee then to vnderstand and feele the effects of thy mercy betimes and in the morning vvhen the sunne beginneth to rise vpon the earth let thy mercie also rise vpon me to enlighten mine ignorance and conduct mee in the wayes of thy commandements Yet let it not O Lord bee wholly like the sunne which at the ende of his course goes to plunge himselfe in the sea hiding for a time his light from silly men but let it assist mee perpetually be as indiuidual a guide vnto my soule as is my soule vnto my bodie for the life of my soul doth more strictly depend vpon thy mercy then the life of my bodie doth vpon my soule O then let her neuer forsake mee but let her light alwaies direct my goings in thy wayes that I neuer wander out of that path through which alone I must come vnto thee For otherwise my spirit which is entangled amongst the briers and brambles of this world and wandereth in the thickets were neuer able to finde out the right way but posting along at aduenture might
formed him after thine owne Image Or shall I speak only of this incredible loue wherby thou hast giuen-ouer vnto death thine only Sonne that we might bee restored to euerlasting life My spirits O Lord are too faint for so great an enterprise and my breath would faile before I could recount the least part of them Let it therefore suffice that I sanctifie thy name in an humble and chast thought and that my minde may euer be fast fixed in the meditation of thy goodnes forasmuch as it hath pleased thee at all times to bee so good and gracious to mee So that I and all those whom thou hast placed in this world as in the midst of a rich and glorious Temple to behold and admire thy diuine Maiestie may wholly apply all our faculties and vnderstanding to the apprehending of thy will That so beeing all of vs re-vnited and linked in one and the selfe-same desire to serue thee thy Kingdome may come that wee hauing cast off the yoake of sin which hath so long held vs in thraldome thy loue alone may rule in our consciences full of happiness and true felicitie For to obey thee is to commaund our disordinate affections to commaund them is to be Maisters of our selues and to bee Maisters of our selues is more then soueraigne principalitie A sweet thing it is to serue thee O my God thy yoake is easie and al the tribute thou exactest of vs is onely that wee will be willing to be made happie Confirme and strengthen in vs this will and graciously assist the zeale of thy seruants to the beating downe and repressing of their insolence who blaspheame thy sacred Maiestie to the ende that thy Law and truth may raigne ouer all the world O thou King of Kings who rulest in our hearts and in our humilitie obedience doest establish thine Empire subdue our wils vnto thy law that so whilest all of vs with one accord shall aime at the same marke aspire to the aduancement of thy glorie our good workes may testifie the discipline of our heauenly King to whom as his deuoted subiects wee render homage and fealtie for those manifold and great gifts and graces which wee hold of his bountie But what obeisance can wee render thee How can wee attaine to that height of perfection as is due vnto thee who is able to sound the depth of thy thoughts or who is able to fulfill thy will All wee can doe is but to pray vnto thee that thy will may bee done For seeing that thou art euen goodnes it selfe and therefore wilt nothing but what is good and that with thee to will and to doe is all one wee doe in this Prayer whollie commit our selues to thy will who art neuer wanting to will vs well and to do whatsoeuer thou in thy goodnes knowest to be expedient for vs. Whatsoeuer thou hast vvilled O Lord hath been done and from this thy good wil and pleasure as from an euer-flowing fountaine are deriued so many good things as the whole Globe of the earth is filled and the immense circle of the heauens is beautified therewith Continue then this thy goodnes vnto vs and forasmuch as thy loue is as fire which augmenteth where it meeteth with combustible matter and that it encreaseth in wel-doing to vs euen to vs poore miserable wretches in whose misery and infirmitie it may finde matter enough to worke vpon when I pray to thee my God that thy will may bee done the intent of my prayer is that it may please thee to roote out of mine hart all worldly wil which springing from the corruption of the flesh is no waies compatible with the law of the spirit That thou wilt neuer giue me the raines to liue at mine owne pleasure and seeing that thou hast vouchsafed to honour me with so high a title as to be stiled thy sonne thou wilt not emancipate or giue me ouer to mine affections but keepe me vnder the rodde of thy lawe vnder the tutelage of thy Commandements So shall I togither with all those that haue vowed alleageance and are thy faithfull seruants readily and cheerefully betake our selues to thy seruice and during our abode in this life striue to set forth thy glorie here on earth which is sounded without ceasing by that heauenlie quire of blessed Saints and Angels in thy holie and heauenly habitation But such is the frailetie of our mortall bodies daily fading and falling away that without dayly repairing and sustenance they make vs vnapt to serue thee wee therefore make our daily recourse vnto thee for such things as are necessarie to the maintenance of our life beseeching thee to giue vs our daily bread But giue vs withall O God grace so to vse it and all other good gifts that in nourishing our bodies wee starue not our soules and make them vnable to attaine to the knowledge of thy truth That togither with thy bountie receiuing also thy benediction we settle not our affections vpon worldly and transitorie things so passing through things temporall that wee finally lose not the eternall Let not the taste of this earthly bread make vs to forget that heauenly Manna that bread of life which nourisheth and cherisheth our feeble soules filleth our mouthes with heauenlie plenty and maketh vs the liuing Temples of our God by receiuing him into our bodies through a stedfast and liuely faith Grant vnto vs my God that by receiuing this bread our hearts consciences may bee fullie assured that wee are incorporate with our Redeemer and become fellow-members of our head Christ Iesus and that as hee taking vpon him our flesh did vndergoe our death so wee clad and inuested with his may bee made partakers of his immortalitie And since it hath pleased thee to make vs the vessels and receptacles of thy diuinitie purifie and cleanse our hearts and renew and rectifie all our affections that there may bee nothing to cause thee retire and leaue vs destitute of thy grace and our saluation But wee cannot bee cleansed vnlesse thou forgiue vs our trespasses and wipe away our iniquities For wee haue beene slaues vnto sinne and death and whatsoeuer wee can call ours belongeth vnto them Neither haue wee so much as one mite toward the paying of our ransome or acquiting our debt Of thee therefore must wee expect forgiuenes who hast once redeemed vs by thy precious bloud and made vs free from Satan our arch enemie but wee daily fall againe into the hands of our enemies by committing millions of sins which bring into slauerie and make vs lyable to grieuous punishment Yet let not this O my God cause thee to shutte vp that treasure from vs whence wee may take the price of our libertie Let not O Lord our obstinacie in back-sliding take away thy constancy in pardoning but let thy mercifull hand be euer ready to reforme vs. For sinne euer since the fall of our first father Adam is as