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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	woe_n	woman_n	year_n	20	3	4.1496	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11096	The betraying of Christ Iudas in despaire. The seuen words of our Sauior on the crosse. With other poems on the Passion.	Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630?	1598 (1598)	STC 21365; ESTC S116242	18,820	60

Soliciting for them that did accuse him Excusing such as vvickedly did blame him Tendring of loue vvhere hatred did refuse him Their ordur'd soules seeking so to refine Grace might reduce them to celestiall shine His sute imports his holy thoughts did say Inflict not iustice on these sinne-defiled Vpon my flesh thine angers burden lay Graunt nothing be to thee vnreconsiled Least my redemption should vnperfect seeme Or any sinne I did not full redeeme He vvould not haue our sinnes ascend vp so That they should come vnto his fathers sight Nor yet his fathers vengeance fall so low That on vs sinne committers it should light But plac'd himselfe betwixt both vvrath and sinne True reconcilement by true loue to vvinne For Murderers that gainst his life transgressed With meekest loue he humbly craued grace For such as their vile sinne left vnconfessed And still spit venome in their makers face That peirc'd his heart from which his blood abounds To them he giues acquittance for his vvounds They to the Citty vvould not backe repaire Ere cruelty haue left him life-depriued He vvould not die before his feruent praier Intreats to haue their dying soules reuiued His sprite from forth his body past no rather But forth his mouth went with it Pardon father FINIS Amen dico tibi hodie mecum eris in Paradiso TRuly I say that am heau'ns glory giuer To thee true penitent repentant theefe This day from a defild and sinfull liuer Shalt thou be Sainted in exiling greefe With me this day thou passest to the blest In Paradise vvhere glorious Angels rest Euen at the vvane of life the dying hower This happy theefe did offer God his heart His daies vvere dedicate to Sathans power Only remain'd one moment to conuert Wherein he gaue his heart to him that ought it Preuenting him that long in hope had sought it The hellish foe stood bold vpon his claime Because to theeues he is misguiding guider But heau'nly friend did countermaund the same Being sinners father Mercies firme prouider No sooner did his true contrition say Lord thinke on me but Sathan lost his pray Caines offering vvas a sacrifice of corne Abels the Lambes the meekest vnto slaughter Annaes the sonne that of her vvombe vvas borne Iepthaes his sole and deere affected daughter Noe weathers Abraham doues and Dauid gold Melchisidech of vvine did offrings hold All these did offer things of great esteeme Yet none so rich as this poore theefe presented An offered heart to God doth greater seeme Then vvhat by heauen and earth can be inuented Nothing more gratefull vnto Mercies throne Then gift of heart due debt to heauen alone That debt of all the thefts vvhich he had donne His satisfaction rightly did restore Repaying in one hower to the Sonne What all his life rob'd father of before Obtaining grace for all deserts of strife To be recorded in the booke of life His vvandring courses are retyr'd from danger Vnto the harbour of a Christian rest He liu'd to new Ierusalem a stranger But vvas at death free Cittizen profest With Christ on crosse gaining in three houres more Then Iudas did in yeares for howers before FINIS Mulier ecce Filius tuus WOman true map of greefes obiect of vvoes Behold thy sonne sinnes heauy burden beares Thy vveeping eies Sorrows right methode shows Sonne bath'd in blood and Mother vvashd in teares A dying Sonne repleat vvith fathers hate A pensiue Mother most disconsolate Of all affections that the soule admits On vvhich loues fauours doe most firmly build That loue in place of supreme soundnesse sits Which is deriu'd from parent to the child Then losse of that must needs proue heartiest greefe That from the heart takes place and offspring cheefe If Dauid lou'd his Absolon so vvell That he vvith vveeping vvishd t'haue died for him Who false and disobedient did rebell Yet did his loue no vvhit the more abhorre him Or reuerent Iacob teares aboundant shed To heare his sonnes but faine their brother dead If holy Iob himselfe so patient bore To giue meeke eare to many a greeuous crosse Destruction of his cattell flockes and store Vntill he heard his deerest childrens losse And then his greefes extreamest did abound Renting his garments falling on the ground Needs must in mournfull sorrow's dire complaints The blessed Virgin farre excell all other What soule vvith dolours euer so acquaints As this most carefull comfort wanting Mother To see her God life father loue and sonne By bitt'rest torments vnto death be donne No earthly loue on such perfection grounded But that the same may be defectiue proued Loue of the sonne to mother vvas vnbounded Sonne of the mother vvas the like beloued All power of Angels powrelesse only proues To vveigh or measure those vnmeasur'd loues Of loue vvith vvoes by crosse shevveping stood There sending sighs to heav'n and teares to ground Of loue vvith paines on crosse he streamed blood There death he conquer'd hell he did confound Such vvas his loue that lou'd vvhen vve vvere hatefull To die for loue vvhen sinne vvas most vngratefull FINIS Deus meus deus meus vt quid me dereliquisti MY God said Christ vvhen God to God cōplained My God vvho am true God and perfect man Why hast thou my distres'd estate refrained Thou doest seuere sinnes imputation scan Forsaken in this strait thy selfe bereauing Me to afflictions cruel'st torments leauing Vntaught till now vvas Iesus to complaine Though infinite the vvrongs he vnder-went He vvelcom'd euery torment greefe and paine Afflictions could not mooue his discontent All gaue offence vvhich he imputes to none Only his father now accus'd alone When violence did vvith outrage apprehend him His patient yeelding did most meekely beare it When blasphemies vvith taunts of spight offend him He silent seem'd as though he did not heare it In all the furie they did execute He stood like lambe before the shearer mute He not complain'd of Peter that denide him Nor yet of Iudas that most false betrayde him Nor those in Pilats hall that did deride him Nor gracelesse Iewes his owne that disobay'd him But his complaint vvas of his father made Not meant to those denide condemn'd betray'de Gods angry vvrath seuerely set gainst sinne The vvares that Sathan sold man dearely bought With losse of grace the trafficke did beginne Heau'ns losse soules death hels dome eternall vvrought That vvrath on Christs humanity abounded Who only cur'd vvhat sinne had mortall vvounded As man threw sinne at God as in despight And God cast plagues on man reuenge to fall The sinne vvhere with man gainst his God did fight And punishments God chastned man vvithall On Christ that stood twixt wrath and sinne was laid He could not sinne yet sinners sinne vvas made He laid our sorrowes burden on his sprite When he indur'd his bitter agonie He tooke our death on him vvounding deaths might When he on crosse Deaths conquerour did die He vnderwent afflictions heauiest loade Reducing soules from hell to heau'ns aboade FINIS Sitio