Selected quad for the lemma: lord_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
lord_n	day_n	let_v	see_v	12,443	5	3.3866	3	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15501	Almightie God I pray, his holy spirite to send the iust mannes hart stedfast to stay, and wicked liues to mend.	Wilson, Christopher, ballad-writer.	1566 (1566)	STC 25766; ESTC S102158	1,954	1

¶ Almightie God I pray his Holy spirite to send The iust mannes hart stedfast to stay and wicked liues to mend True tryall touchyng truth time trimly here doth trye Except the Scribes therfore we passe in righteousnes we dye Myndes many mooued bée all truth to establysh Papes popish puft in Plutoes pride all popery here doe wysh Voyde from them all good men which godly be in mynde Sith Sathan assaileth some so sore and styl their harts doth blynde Embrace and loue the Truth on Christs syde stifly stand Deny the Pope Sathan the Turke reiect them quite from hand And neuer wish in wyll with wicked men t'agrée Xp̄e saith we can not their wayes hould and eke his seruaunts be Reiect and expell quite that which displease God may Encline to Christ the truth embrace be sure thereon to stay Reioyce though Rigour raunge and run for to obtayne Vpon thée persecution beare great ioyes to haue agayne Muse nothyng on these dayes but wey the time now frayle The tryed truth time vnder treades in time truth wyl preuayle In time the wicked laugh in time the iust lament Muse not therfore the iust to trie the Lordes wyl now is bent Employ thy wyll and mynd to the Scriptures deuine Be not seduced in no wyse from truth doe not decline Refuse yf faith thou hast a Christian dumme to bée Yelde out thy talent with encrease and looke thy faith be frée No doubt yf dumme thou lurke clokyng thy faith for feare God wyl thée plague and to good men thy faint faith wyl appeare Enclyne thine eare hereto and this well vnderstand Trie out the sence hereof by truth all wickednesse withstand Heauen with the Lorde of Lordes we shall not inherite Except our righteousnes far passe the Scribe and hipocrite All wicked men we sée now glorie much in mynd Lookyng for masse an Idoll which to them hath ben full kynd Truely those naughtie men thinke now within short time Here for Iesus Christes true worde to plant Sathans doctrine Yea styll they hope in déede and styll looke for a day No doubt Christs gospel to exclude popes lawes to beare sway God saue our noble Quéene Lorde graunt this we requyre Emong vs here long shée may raigne and cut short papes desyre Send out thy wrath O Lorde confound with open shame Those which in hart vnto her grace long lyfe doe not proclaime Out pull those hatefull harts which in spight rage and boyle Against thy truth her grace good men O Lorde y u canst them foyle Nothyng but wickednesse such in their hartes embrace Emong vs here although they say and beare out a smooth face Now Lorde thy flocke defend Lorde blesse thine heritage Direct thy spirit ouer vs all in this our time and age Encourage vs against rageyng Sathan alway Quicken our myndes strength vs herein O Lorde to thée we pray Vouch safe eke on those men thy heauenlie spirite to send O Lorde enspire them with thy grace their erryng liues t'amend Destroy all errours here illuminate their hart Call home all those which haue run wyde to the truth them conuart Heale those which broken be O Lorde I say in mynd Reduce and bryng to thée in truth all wicked Iewes vnkynd Infidels and eke Turkes Paganes which know thée not So shall we all be to thée one inheritaunce and lot Tread vnder and suppresse all vice and eke expell Our hollow harted hipocrites which loue not thy Gospell Put in their harts such grace O Lorde that they may now Hope in thée their eternall God and to thée their hartes bow Euer to watch and pray as thou hast taught the same Ready to be with oyle in lampe heauen with thée to attaine VVée hopyng on thée thus all vayne hope now confound In heauen w t thée at length wyl we thy worthy praise forth sound Lorde graunt that we may raigne in ioyes celestiall Such as wyl styl thy foes remaine shall to paynes infernall O Lorde graunt this request Lorde let thy kyngdome cum Now watch and pray we wyll for whye Tempus edax rerum ¶ FINIS ꝙ Christopher VVilson SOme hope you sée The more pitie Not in the Lorde of might Whose harts and mynd His wayes should fynd To prayse him day and night ¶ With hart and voyce They should reioyce Onely in Christ I say And not to hope To sée the Pope With his lawes to beare sway ¶ Lament I doe Here to sée nowe The ioyes that some be in Wyshyng for Masse I say alas The cloke of filthy sin ¶ I may here write And truth endite Affyrme plainely and say The worde of truth The more is ruth Is sowne in stonie way ¶ For all teachyng And true preachyng Some harts be hard as stéele There is no way Their harts to stay Or cause them truth to séele ¶ But stoute they be In all Poperie As by this man doth séente Whose shamelesse face Put forth this case And bad his neighbours deme ¶ Where best should be To make ꝙ he An aulter for our Masse Let vs first be Herein ꝙ he It wyll thus come to passe ¶ This fréend of Popes Offred ten grotes This aulter there to make Where masse should be Haue here ꝙ he This money mine here take ¶ Lorde our Quéene saue We cry and craue In godlie state alway Defend her grace Long time and space Emong vs here we pray ¶ Imprinted at London without Aldersgate in little Britaine by Alex. Lacy. The. 16. of August 1566.