Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	life_n	sin_n	spirit_n	19,754	5	5.4357	4	true

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A10418	Seauen satyres applyed to the weeke including the worlds ridiculous follyes. True fælicity described in the phoenix. Maulgre. Whereunto is annexed the wandring satyre. By W. Rankins, Gent.	Rankins, William, fl. 1587.	1598 (1598)	STC 20700; ESTC S110588	12,019	54

run at large But take me to thy safe protecting charge Frō foorth thy Temple thou didst banish theeues That Saints might praise thee where thou wast prophand And creatures liue y t on thy name beleeues I am thy temple let it not be staynd For there too long hath cursed Sathan raynd Cast forth that tempter giue the feend discharge Binde that old Serpent least he flye at large And when I finde that enemy is gone That soothes my soule with vile impiety Thy name oh Father I will call vpon And keepe it from bould sinnes society And from false pleasures curst variety Then let thy spirit walke with my spirit at large And Lord lay not my sinnes vnto my charge Who will prayse thee Lord within the Pit WIth reuerent toong and groaning spirit opprest My bones like rocks beaten with seas of teares And worne with stormy sighs of my vnrest Behold Messias my vext soule appeares Afflicted with a legion of pale feares And humbly prayes thee Lord to be appeas'd That my hearts killing dollor may be easd How shall I do thee honor in the graue Or praise thee in the darkenes of despaire No light of gladnes shines in sorrowes caue No morning Harp can hymne thy name in care Except some comfort to the sence repaire Let then one sparke of fauour but appeare And I will say my Lord my God is there Like withered stubble bended to the ground The horse and yoaked Oxe treade on my brest And ploughmen gash my reynes with many a woūd The poisoned adder makes my flesh her nest I Lord and that oppression is my least Yet none but thou canst fling me to the graue O saue me thence and thou shalt worship haue Thy seruant Iob by suffered sathan tempted Knew by thy grace he should be rays'd againe For from the pit his body was exempted The curst soule-foe could there no conquest gain Thou gau'st him strength the conflict to maintain I haue no power no strength no force of wit Then much more Lord preserue me from the pit Like to a vanquisht bloody battaile won Few now are left to beate Iehouahs name Those which escapt from faiths true fight haue run Reserue yet some though they be halt and lame For thou canst cure the soule that hath a maime Let me sweete Christ be one thou meanst to saue Then know I that I shall not touch the graue Passio Christi O Father if it be thy will let this cup passe DIuine humane humane Diuine my God Behold thy sonne corruptlesse virgins flesh Spirit of the which with thee hath abod Who than thy selfe of thy selfe is no lesse Vouchsafe thy heauenly issue so to blesse That if thou wilt ô wilt thou without wroth Let this cup passe I may not taste thereof Thy bitter imposition comes of loue Therefore thy gracious will not mine be done This bloudy swet a fathers name might mooue But ô great righteousnes what is begun Saue many a child by torment of one sonne Father eternall better thine heyre dye Than all the rest in vtter darkeneslye This anguish like a sucking serpent drawes My conduit-flowing veines of bloud so fast And my sharpe wounding passion will not pause But shewes me death to come not torments past And pale aspect of weakenes stands agast Soueraigne of Kings supreme of ioyfull rest With thy imperiall scepter touch my brest But must thy deare begotten smart for all Must all the worlds huge sinnes be layd on me What shall I suffer then what kinde of thral What cruell bondage what sharpe misery What deaths what frighting horrors must there be If that one sinne and but of one man too Deserue hell fire what shall all mens sinnes doe For euery sinne of euery seuerall man Sweet Father must I beare a seuerall hell Why then my paine is pleasure yet began But in the end where must thy chosen dwell Where thou wilt Lord I will account all well Heauen hell death life I will endure my crosse Reckoning for one deaths conquering lifes losse All plagues for all all yoakes my backe shal beare Which in this brim-full cup of death I put And so auoide tempting cold shiuering feare For I will drinke this draught of gall quite vp And my inuaded spirit from terror shut So take the resolution of thy Sonne For Father not my will but thine be done Explicit Christus Resurrectio Christi ARchangels Angels Martyrs holy Saints Oh heauens celestiall family appeare Giue all your powers vnnaturall restraints Sound Cherubin-like musicke in his eare Whose glorious being banisht all hell-feare The Sonne is ri's Gods deare elected Sonne And now ascends where his first birth begun Cloudes clap together with mellodious voice And with your softnes cloath his blessed brest From his great Father heare a thundering noyse That crownes his bright Sonne in eternall rest Of all oh onely all thou art most blest And earthly men forsake your vaine delight Kneele pray and praise this vncompared might Ionas that in the huge Leuiathan Three hell-darke nights dayes imprisoned was Is like a chosen Prophet come againe Oh how thy word drad king is come to passe So is this Prophet which doth all surpasse Rose from the foggy entrailes of the graue Mankinde vngratefull minded-man to saue Baptizing Iohn that in the wildernes Liu'd as an exile in that barren land Feeding on Locusts in his sharp distresse Subiect to monsters and at deaths command Hath conquer'd all this with his faithfull hand And is returnd So our Baptizer is Who not with water but with bloud brings blisse Since whose abode deuouring hell is frighted Quaking for feare when Iesus Christ was there And quick-eyd death become but dimly sighted And since when he is nam'd they shake for feare If but thy name do such amazement beare What did the person of so great a king Hels victory controule and kill deaths sting Then from the fleshly prison of base sinne Rise oh thou foule infected soule of mine Arise or else death will the battaile winne And kill thee with a thousand darted crime Come quickly from this filthy graue in time Rise thus and thou shalt euer rise with ioy And as thy Sauiour did thou shalt destroy FINIS