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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
fire_n	face_n	let_v	move_v	5,385	5	9.1216	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A17048	Saint Peters path to the ioyes of heauen wherein is described the frailtie of flesh, the power of the spirit, the labyrinth of this life, Sathans subtilitie, and the soules saluation. As also the election, liues and martyrdomes, of the twelue Apostles. By W.B.; Saint Peters path to the joyes of heaven.	Broxup, William.	1598 (1598)	STC 3921; ESTC S116865	25,793	61

Could I so kind and louing Lord forget That in my wants my neede supplied euer Carefull he was in paying my due debt My wiues sicke mother heal'd he of a feuer When I lackt coyne great Caesars right to pay A fish he forc't to bring me some straightway To grace me with a blest Apostles right Three times he charg'd me for to feed his sheepe But I false wretch did disobey him quight His flocke from harme I had no care to keepe Oh how could I to them a Pastor be When I my selfe did stray so grieuouslie Yet was his gracious fauour such to me He tooke me vp into the mountaine hie His Transfiguration for to see Which then appear'd in mightie Maiestie Where Moses and Elias both did walke And with out blessed Sauiour fell in talke Bright as the Sunne in chiefest of his pride So did the glory of his face appeare His seamelesse garments shin'de on euery side Like to the light when it is found most cleare All this and more did I behold and see Yet fearelesse fell to foule iniquitie Who would against this blessed God offend Who durst a Iudge so mightie quite denie Who would not feare and learne his life to mend Sith such a Lord his secrets can discrie Who would not mon'th day minute time and hower Yea alwayes dread his Iustice might and power Yet I transgrest against this Prince of might Whose Maiestie sits in a glorious Throne His eyes like fire shining pure and bright His face more cleere then any precious stone Angels and Saints attend in his presence Thrones Prophets Powers Martyrs Innocents Sweete Lorde with fauour measure my offence Let true repentance counteruaile thine ire Let teares appease where trespasse doth incense Let pitie moue let humble hope desire Lord scourge me not according to desart Let sinners see how mercifull thou art The holy feast of Easter drawing nie Vnto Ierusalem would my Sauiour goe Shewing to vs what death he was to die As holy Prophets often did foreshow That he thereby might saue from death and hell The soule of man which by transgression fell Thus Adams trespasse brought a scourging rod His poore successors to torment for sinne Which pluckt from pleasure th' Image of our God See what destruction Adam did beginne His fall brought sinne and sinne did death require Sinne drown'd the world and Sodom set on fire Ah wretched Eue that first procur'd this strife By tasting of the Tree both good and ill Which brought to vs a wofull labouring life With sweating face the barren earth to till For which offence the holy Godhead said Returne to earth whereof thou first wast made For this foule fact mans soule was damn'd to hell And nothing could appease Gods wrathfull ire But his Sonnes blood whom he belou'd so well Who for our sakes did shamefull death desire We did transgresse and he did suffer smart But then this knowledge was not in my heart Wherefore when I did vnderstand and heare That Christ to faire Ierusalem would goe The Scribes and Elders I did greatly feare Which sutly sought his life to ouerthrow Then did I take my Lord aside and say Looke to thy selfe Lord shun this bainfull way But my rash zeale full sore my God offended Who cald me Sathan laying to my charge I fauour'd not his holy will intended But like a flatrer slipt my wordes at large False fainting zeale shadow'd with good pretence No vayle can hide the shame of my offence Now marke the sorrow that I shall vnfold When he to faire Ierusalem was come The traytor Iudas his good Master sold For thirtie pence God wot a slender summe Which damned deed although he sought to hide Christ knew ful well by whom all hearts are tride Then when he had his blessed Supperended Vp to mount Oliuet did he sadly goe And we vpon our heauenly Master tended In whose sad soule deaths sorrow then did grow Who said to vs when he the hill ascended All you this night through me shall be offended For it is written and it shall be so I'le smite the Shepheard on the fertile plaine Then all his flocke shall scatter to and fro But when from vanquisht death I rise againe By mighty power and heauenly deitie I'le walke before you into Galile But hereupon this answere I did make And freely spoke what I in heart intended My Lord and Master will I not forsake Though all the world with thee should be offended But Iesus said Before the cocke crow twice This night for feare thou wilt deny me thrice Vpon these wordes I did my speeches double And told my Lord what euer came of me I would not shrinke for any worldly trouble Respecting not inforc't calamitie In all disgraces Peter first will die A lingring death ere he his Lord denie Then went my Lord himselfe alone to pray With heauy heart and layd him on the earth Who said to vs VVatch you a while and stay For my sed Soule is heauie to the death But while he sweat cold water mixt with blood We carelesse slept and did no other good Three times came Christ and found vs fast asleepe While he attended Iudas spitefull howre To thinke thereon it makes my heart to weepe Christ tasting then a bitter bleeding showre Thus lay we carelesse while his care increast We slept and he in praying neuer ceast What drowsie drones were we that had no power On Gethseman to watch a little space Ah could not we forbeare one sleeping hower While Christ lay praying with a watrie face Whose Agony that time was found so great That he all ouer bath'd in bloody sweat Then came our Sauiour vnto vs and said Sleepe now henceforth and euer take your rest The hower is at hand the plot is laid That wretched sinners must haue their request Arise arise so drowsie doe not stand I shall be tooke the traytour is at hand Our Sauiour had these wordes no sooner spoken But Iudas came with others very strong The Traytour gaue a kisse which was the token Betraid my Lord so tooke they him along O Sinne of sinnes what falsehood worse then this To harbour Treason in a trothlesse kisse My Sauiour thus abus'de I banisht feare At this lewd troope I straight drew out my sword And smiting Malcus I cut off his eare For which my Christ gaue me a checking word Then leading him away on my reproofe With lingring steps I follow'd him aloofe Oh Coward here thy hollow heart beginnes I follow'd in the darke as all vnknowne Which doth encrease my great and grieuous sinnes In Calender of shame my name is showne I that erewhile such mightie brags did make With pale-fac't feare did now begin to shake False hearted man and full of wicked ill Into the court of Caiphas did I goe And warm'd me there while cold my heart did kill Coldnesse of faith the roote of all my woe O wretch of all men well deseruing hate For buying fire at such a damned rate There came