Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	day_n	die_v	let_v	4,392	5	4.3555	3	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B06575	The vvhole mape of mans life. Or, A true description of the uncertainty of man's frail life, state and ending: very usefull for all people in these times. To be sung with the tune of, I am but young and growing.		1600-1699? (1699)	Wing W2057A; ESTC R186546	1,470	1

The vvhole Mape of mans Life Or A true description of the uneertainty of Man's frail Life State and Ending very usefull for all people in these Times To be sung with the Tune of I am but Young and Growing GOd gre●t me Lord for to begin Mans life to try loadned with sin How weak and frail our lives we spend And never thinks upon our end The golden world is past and gone Before this age the flood was kown And since the Flood in Noah's time The Silver Age were in her prime Then Men were wondrous wight and strong For in that Age men lived long As Abraham Methusalem and Noah Which God's most holy word doth show Daniel foretold this Letter Age And Pensic forth in Words m●st sage The world from Silver is turn'd to Brass From Brass to Iron shall they pass And then from Dross to Dust and Clay Worse and worse from day to day They shall grow weak and not endure Our lives unconstant and unsure Conceiv'd in sin and iniquity Born we are to misery Subject to gripping Grief and Pain In Care and Wo we do remain Sickness and sorrow still we find Diseas'd in Body Distrest in Mind Plung'd in this Gulf and lack of Lust Forgetting we must come to Dust Some remember seldom or never That from this life we must dissever And when no ionger they can live Cryes Lord Jesus our sins relive O Man in thy prosperity weigh with thy self adversity Remembr Man what thou hast been And what thou hast heard known or seen Were thou a King or Emperour Or yet a bloody Conquerour A Noble or Ignoble of what dgree Gentle or Semp●e we must all die A Viscount Baron or a Laird A Duke a Marqness or a Lord A Gentleman or a Squyr by Birth The poorest Beggar that lives on Earth Ther 's no respect of persons bad With Death who kills both good and bad The proud the meek the sick the whole In Mould consumed must be all Throughout the whole Circle of Earh's Glob Every place is his abode He is no Serjant takes no Fee No Gifts no Bribes will set thee free No pleading playing or yet request will ransom thee if he arrest Our Bodies in the Grave must lye Out Souls to Heaven or Hell must hye Surely our sins then are forgiven Or then be depostd of Heaven But if we be hurl'd down to Hell Our Pangs and Plagues no tongue can tell Then have a care and good heed take That thou thy filthy sins forsake Pleasures are vain we daily see Remember then that thou must die Live ye to thirty or fourty three Fifty is the most and then we die Though in Years we wax yet do we wain And to Childishness returns again Perhaps grows blind or deaff Weak crooked or l●me ye● on the Earth We can hardly either stand or go Such misery man 's born unto Learn not to live but learn to die And think thy ending day draws n●e Remember death but do not fear Most sure it is we 're frangers here Death is to us a Messenger And when he comes he will not spare The Rich the Poor the Young nor Old Must all perforce consume in Mould Wert thou so wise as Solomon Or yet had the strength of Sampson The carved work or Cresus store Or Lazarus-like to live so poor Or Dives like to trust in wealth Fond fool thou dost deceive thy self Trust in the Lord for Mercy cry Remember man that thou must dye How soon how suddén where and when It is unknown to mortal men Whether by night or yet by day When Death doth come there 's no delay But fast away we all must pass● Like fading flowers and withering grass Pilgrims all remain we here Heaven is our homes God send us ther● Now since we know sure what we are Let us Repentance then prepare Here is no present help for us But our dear Saviour of Bliss Forgive us Lord who art above And love us with thy tender Love That we thy Servants still may be To serve Thee to Eternitie FINIS