Selected quad for the lemma: glory_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
glory_n	affliction_n	eternal_a	moment_n	4,141	5	9.1958	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A45226	The devovt soul, or, Rules of heavenly devotion : also, The free prisoner, or, The comfort of restraint by Jos. H. B.N.	Hall, Joseph, 1574-1656.	1650 (1650)	Wing H380; ESTC R9783	42,043	192

There he must lye in an uncouth posture for his appointed moneth till the native bonds being loosed and the doores forced open hee shall be by an helpfull obstetrication drawn forth into the larger prison of the world there indeed he hath elbow-room enough but all that wide scope cannot free him from a true incarceration Who knowes not that there are many differences and latitudes of restraint A Simeon may imprison and enchaine himself in the compasse of a pillar not allowing himself the ease of his whole dimensions Peter may be lockt up in a larger Jayl betwixt his two Leopards as that Father tearms them S. Paul may be two years allowed to be a Prisoner in his own hired house but under the guard of his keeper and not without his chain There are those who upon hainous and dangerous occasions may be kept close under many locks there are prisoners at large who have the liberty of the Tower yet even these last notwithstanding the allowance of spacious walks fresh gardens are no other than acknowledged prisoners Such is my condition to the world when I am at my fullest liberty It is true that when I look back to the straitness of my first and native prison and compare it with the large extent of that wide world into which I am brought I may wel with Isaac's Herds-mensay Rehoboth For now the Lord hath made me room but when I compare that world wherein I am with that whereto I aspire and which I know to be above and look to enjoy I can see nothing here but meer prison-walls and professe my life to be no other than a perpetuall durance SECT IX IF Varro said of old that the world was no other than the great house of little man I shall be bold to adde what kind of house it is It is no other than his prison yea his dungeon Far be it from me to disparage the glorious worke of my omnipotent Creator I were not worthy to look upon this large and glittering roof of heaven nor to see the pleasant varieties of these earthly landskips If I did not adore that infinite power and wisdome which appears in this goodly and immense fabrick and confesse the marvellous beauty of that majestick and transcendent workmanship Rather when I see the Moone and the Stars which thou hast ordained I say with the Psalmist Lord what is man But O God it is no dishonor to thee that though this be a fair house yet thou hast one so much better than it as a Palace is beyond a Jayl This beauty may please but that ravisheth my soul Here is light but dim and dusky in respect of that inaccessable light wherein thou dwellest Here is a glorious Sun that illumineth this inferior world but thou art the Sun who enlightenest that world above Thou to whom thy created Sun is but a shadow Here we converse with beasts or at the best with men there with blessed souls and heavenly Angels Here some frivolous delights are intermixed with a thousand vexations There in thy presence is the fulness of joy So then let the sensuall heart mis-place his paradise here in the world it shal not passe for other with me than my prison How can it Why should it for what other termes do I find here What blinde light looks in here at these scant loop-holes of my soul Yea what darknes of ignorance rather possesses me what bolts and shackles of heavy crosses do I bear about me how am I fed here with the bread of affliction how am I watched and beset with evill spirits how contumeliously traduced how disdainfully lookt upon how dragging the same chaine with the worst malefactors how disabled to all spiritual motions how restrained from that full liberty of enjoying my home and my God in it which I daily expect in my dissolution when therefore I am released from these wals I am still imprisoned in larger and so shall be til the Lord of the Spirits of all flesh who put me here shall set me free and all the days of my appointed time will I wait till this my changing come SECT X. YOu see then by this time how little reason I have to be too much troubled with this imprisonment or my friends for me But indeed there are some sorts of Prisoners which neither you nor I can have teares enow to bewaile and those especially of two kinds The one those that are too much affected with an outward bondage The other those that are no whit affected with a spirituall In the first rank are they that sink under the weight of their Irons Poor impotent soules that groaning under the cruelty of a Turkish thraldom or a Spanish Inquisition want Faith to bear them out against the impetuous violences of their tormentors I sorrow for their sufferings but for their fainting more Could they see the Crown of Glory which the righteous Judge holds ready for their victorious Patience they could not but contemn paine and all the pomp of Death and confesse that their Light affliction which is but for a moment works for them a far more exceeding eternall weight of glory But alas it is the weaknesse of their eyes that they onely look at the things that are seen close walls heavy fetters sharp scourges mercilesse racks and other dreadfull engins of torture and see not the things which are not seen the glorious reward of their victory blessednesse Had they had Stephens eyes they would have emulated his martyrdome Surely whosoever shal but read the story of the mother and the seven brothers in the Maccabees that of the fourty Armenian Martyrs frozen to death reported by Gaudentius and shall there see the fainting revolter dying uncomfortably in the Bath whiles the other thirty and nine together with their new converted Keeper are crowned by an Angel from heaven cannot chuse except he have nothing but ice in his bosome but find in himself a disposition emulous of their courage = ambitious of their honour But alas what ever our desires and purposes may be it is not for every one to attaine to the glory of Martyrdome this is the highest pitch that earthly Saints are capable of He must be more than a man whom paine and death cannot remove from his holy resolutions and especially the lingring execution of both It is well if an age can yeeld one Mole In what termes shall I commemorate thee O thou blessed Confessor the great example of invincible constancy in these back-sliding times if at least thy rare perseverance be not more for wonder than imitation whom thirty yeares tedious durance in the Inqusitory at Rome could not weary out of thy sincere profession of the Evangelical truth All this while thou wert not allowed the speech the sight of any but thy persecutors Here was none to pity thee none to exhort thee If either force of perswasion or proffers of favour or threats of extremity could have