Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	grave_n	sin_n	sting_n	4,163	5	11.3993	5	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A02597	King Iames his encomium· Or A poeme, in memorie and commendation of the high and mightie monarch Iames; King of great Britaine. France, and Ireland &c. our late soveraigne, who deceased at Theobalds. vpon Sunday the 27. of March. 1625. By Francis Hamiltoun, of Silvertown-hill	Hamilton, Francis, of Silvertown-hill.	1626 (1626)	STC 12726; ESTC S105969	15,621	34

And pray that in King Charles thou doe restore him Restore him in such vertues and such grace Elisha-like in good Eliah's place With double portion of thy holy Spirit Confirming Faith conferring grace to vnite His whole affection both of soule and heart Rightly to thee so that they never part Make the good motions of thy Spirite him guide Supreame Essence who can not bee divide Thy wings bee his protection grace and power In the assalt of all temptations houre And if his sinnes which God forbid become Notorious blacke or thicke or darke or dimme Or like such clowdes as doth the Sunne obscure Dissolve them Lord and let not them endure King of all Kings so make thy mercies shine In through and by Christ that he knowe hee is thine So that hee doe repent returne amend In wisedome love faith zeale till life shall end New gifts new graces daylie to him grant In such aboundance so that hee nought want Incresse in him what 's good and take away All sinne which may his soule seduce or slay Most mighty Lord from throne of mercies grace Exempt him not so that thou hyde thy Face Stand by him Lord and save him from such errour Of mind as may procure his conscience terrour From damn'd defection and from all disgrace Good Lord deliver Charles in each case Remember not his sinnes but pardon give Exalt him by thy grace and him relieve From danger of all foes ' gainst him repine Who would him trap in traines which they propine Bee his defence against all stormes and charmes Remember Lord to keepe him in thine armes From all assalts bee thou his strong refuge Save him from all temptations and from grudge Grant Lord he cause amend what is amisse In all his Kingdomes so that thou doe blesse Both him and them and all to him belong Maintaine vs and avenge vs of foes wrong Except they doe repent amend returne And so leave off to make thy Saints to mourne The royall reigne of Charles wee recommend To thee O Lord of Hostes O Lord defend In right Religion his royall Realmes all His subject Princes Nobles great and small His forraine Friends and favorits reward And vnto all pertaine him bee a guard His generous Gentles blesse thou whosoever His loyall subjects that they not swerve nor sever Prevent him and all his from Heaven above With saving grace with mercie peace and love In all temptations houre must come to try Thy Saints on Earth who doe on thee rely O let not foes prevaile gainst thee nor Atheists Nor none of their owne merite-vaunting Papists Robbing the Lord of Love and life his glorie With Soule-ficke-fairded fictions making sorie Praying and causing others for to pray In tongues vnknowne not knowing what they say Suffer not foes sinne Satan so t'assalt That thine from thee or slide or fall or halt From feare or force of forraine foes or plots Preserve King Charles and his from all their shots And from their craftie carriage which is knowne Now to bee like to bladders which are blowne Conspyring ' gainst our King and Countries good Exulting when by errours they illude Abusing sacred Name calde Iesuites Who rather ought to bee calde Gibeonites Deluding men with worse than rotten bread In stead of such as Soules and bodies feed Respecting the proud Pope and his curst traine More than Christs glorie which they doe restraine Whilst craftelie they derogate from Christ And arrogate vnto their perverse Priest Distich King Charles takes vp what did King Iames lay downe Three Swords three Scepters and a triple Crowne On King Iames the defunct dead to sinne and living for ever to righteousnesse On the liuing King Charles dying to sinne living and to live for ever to righteousnesse On the perverse Pope living to sinne dying and to dye for ever to righteousnesse except he repent and convert to the Trueth Francis Hamiltoun his first Essay Feb. 7. 1626. ⁂ A Poeticall Ecphrase and Paraphrase on the 13 verse of the 14 chapter of S. Iohns Revelation SAying to me from Heaven a voice hear I Write Blest are they which in the Lord doe die From hence foorth yea the Sprit sayes for they rest Them from their labours and their workes whilst blest Doe follow them * even their reward is such According to their workes litle or much Not for their workes for they doe much debord From the commands and will of Christ our Lord Although good workes from his good Sprit proceed And as from him are perfect workes indeed Yet in all mortall men by sinfull nature Are more or lesse infect'd with sinnes foule feature And as in sinfull man they cannot merite That man the ioyes of Heaven for aye inherite Through faith in Christ our Saviour God and Man Heavens ioyes we gaine which Christ vnto vs wan Yet must we have good workes as fruit which show The goodnesse of the tree whereon they grow Least wee bee lyke to fruitlesse trees which cut Are cast in fyre For to each tree its roote The axe is layd and if they bring not foorth Good fruit they are cut downe as nothing woorth But to be cast in hell amongst the Divels The Authors and suggesters of our evils The triumph of every true Christian defunct O death where is thy sting O grave where is thy victorie now shaw O all your strength through sinne was in Gods Law Which Christ fulfil'd My King Through faith which Christ inspired by his Sprit I now with him doe rest And shall aye praise my God and Saviour sweet No more with sinne opprest Song to the comfort of every true Christian BLyth may he be though his death doe arrest him Hath his sinnes dash'd out of the bookes of accounting Blyth may he be though his friends haue opprest him Finds by true faith true spirituall ioyes surmounting Earthly things though prompt in pomp like to flowres are fading When the Arch-Angell soundeth his Trumpe no time for dissuading Death when past brings at last either ioy or sorrow Then respect doth neglect one moment to morrow Time then is gone and no more can returne Time can no more as then deiect nor advaunce thee Heaven or in Hell man must dwell ioy or mourne Even as a tree cut downe to dye shall thy death inhaunce thee Chaunce and Fortune haue no place God for all provideth Sinfull life or mercies grace makes what man betideth Life or death after breath from which is no returning God doth guide and provide mirth for those are mourning If thou to day heare his voyce who doth says Better now thou weepe for sinne nor to laugh for pleasure Banish therefore away all shifts of delay Turne repent thee with teares to be kept in his treasure Mind'st thou to haue knock seeke and craue for the time is sliding Knock he wil open seek thou shalt find aske whiles thy Lord is biding He will grant thou nought want who so deare hath bought thee He will redresse thy distresse who