Selected quad for the lemma: heaven_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
heaven_n	believe_v	earth_n	maker_n	1,941	5	9.7635	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B03288	The atheist ansvvered, and his errour confuted. By George Elliot, author of Gods warning-piece to London. Each spire of grass, and every silly flie, bias us take heed how we a God deny; this whole creation with a sweet conseat, proclaim a being that's omnipotent.	Eliot, George, 17th cent.	1675 (1675)	Wing E544; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.4[9]	2,618	1

THE ATHEIST ANSWERED AND HIS ERROUR CONFUTED By George Elliot Author of Gods Warning-Piece to London Each Spire of Grass and every silly Flie Bias us take heed how we a God deny This whole Creation with a sweet conseat Proclaim a Being that 's Omnipotent DEny a God! blind Athiest cast thine Eye Up to the Sun View well the Starry Sky Those glittering Orbs how they in Order stand Each in his place since Heavens mighty hand First set them there See how the watry Cloud Flies swiftly o're thy Head proclaiming loud Its Makers praise there 's not one drop doth fall Till God bids go and then he numbers all That comes from thence yea Heavens Eye doth look On every single Drop in Gods great Book It is Recorded and when they have done How swift to other Regions they do run For to refresh the dry and parchy Ground And thus they fly about this mighty Round For not a Minute will they longer stay In any place when God bids come away What thing can make it self before it be That is impossible 't is onely he Who nere beginning had that doth and can VVhose fist doth Fathom Heaven with a Span Create all things can that a being give Unto it self or make another Live That 's void of life it self O fools and blind VVhat frantick Folly doth possess your mind VVholly besotted void of common sence To let a Beast have the preheminence Above a Man by what way doth the Light Divide it self how comes the day and Night Such order for to keep the Sun to Rise At his appointed time in one day flies About this mighty Globe can any stay His fiery Chariot who dare in his way Vouchsafe to stand with what Majestique Ire This Lamp of Lights the Element of fire Views all the Heathen World and on their face Doth set a Brand and stamps a foul disgrace On every Athiest who doth God deny To let us see how Heaven doth defy That sin Athiesticall Observe the Snow How soft it falls and how the winds do blow At Gods command and when he faith be still They cease their rage most humbly to his Will They do submit for all things him obey He speaks the word and who dare say him nay Can any stop the Tide how doth it keep Its constant custome when we are asleep So doth the Sun Moon Stars and every thing Which from the Bowells of the Earth doth Spring As Corn and Grass without our care doth grow The Heavens o're our heads all things below Cries our there is a God this mighty round On which we live and die the very Ground VVhereoe we tread proclaimes a God yea all That live and move on this vast massy Ball VVith joynt consent their Makers praise doth sing It is absur'd to think that any thing Can make it self the Lilly and the Rose One to the Eye the other to the Nose Gives sweet content there 's not the smallest Clod We trample on but proves there is a God What fragrant Flowers doth the earth produce And all things necessary for our use Can it take care for us or know what need We have of things or how can fruit proceed From out its Bowells without Providence That man must needs be void of common Sence As stupid as a Stone to think it can By its own Power for the use of Man Produce all things and wisely to provide For Man and Beast And in each order guide Each Species in its kind how can a Clod Without the Blessing of Almighty God Wh is Omnipotent have any power Unto a Spire of Grass or smallest Flower To give a being no that cannot be It is impossible there 's none but he VVho with a word did out of nothing call This mighty Round Earths vast and Massy Ball The goodly Golden Canopy the Skies With every Fowl that under Heaven flies Who in the twinkling of an Eye can turn Earth into nothing in a moment burn The Heavens o're our Heads who with a frown Can pull the Pillars of Earths Fabrick down Unhinge the Heavens and the lowest Hell Wherein the Devils and the Damned dwell In far less space than th' twinkling of an Eye Can make those fierce unruly Spirits lye As dead as any Stone T is by his Power And his alone that every fragrant Flower Hath its peculiar Scent that bread doth give Such strength to Man so that he cannot live VVithout it long that Cloaths do keep us warm Lest that the Cold should do our Bodies harm VVhat care can Nature take can she provide For all things living or how can she Guide This Great Creation and in Order keep All this vast Bulk and when we be asleep Doth she watch o're us or can she defend In time of danger on a sudden send A speedy help that 's void of Life and Sence It is in vain to expect Providence From such a one did she make Earth to hang 'I th open Air when all the Angels Sang Aloud for Joy and clapt their Heavenly Wings To see how God in order plac'd all things VVherein they keep and in that order stand E're since that day that Heavens mighty hand First plac'd them there with what equality Both Sexes in all things produced be Men Beasts and Birds and every kind of thing VVhich do by Carnal Copulation bring Their Young ones forth there is not any lack Of Male or Female Nature unto wrrck Long before this VVorld run It is not she That can appoint what every thing shall be VVhen in the VVomb it s put if she were left To Guide her self she soon would be bereft Of all her Children She 'd not long remain But to a Chaos quickly turn again How many thousands with their Lips confess The being of a God who neverless Are perfect Athiests for they him deny As well as those who openly defy Their Great Creator for to wish a Curse Upon our selves how can the Devil worse Deprive us of all hopes for how can we At that Great Day expect to Saved be Pray to be Damn'd and in this time of Grace Defy Salvation and in Heavens Face In Scorn to Spit is such a horrid Sin Though in this Age too many live therein The Devils dare not own they would be glad That any gracious prossers might be had VVhereby they might be Sav'd though all in vain Nor can we Read the Devi's do blaspheme Gods Holy Name or any where deny Their Great Creator but doth give the Lye To every Athiest for they fear and quake Like Aspen Leaves with horrid tremblings shake And do believe a God when on a Flame He sets this World then his most Holy Name VVill be admir'd every Athiest then Unto his praise will freely say Amen FINIS LONDON Printed by E. 〈◊〉 for for Thomas 〈◊〉 Book Seller 〈…〉 Contrary to the Nature of the Element Mark tris Nothing can make it self Observe this believe Gods infinite Power This utterly convinceth the Athiest for by Nature it is impossible The practicall Atheist That execrable Oath Against Blasphemy