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	rest_n	work_n	11,108	5	6.5897	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A52599	London's sins reproved and sorrows lamented, or, A sober check, together with a friendly admonition, to the wilfull, wicked, and wofull city of London under the consideration of her present grievous sins and growing sufferings.	E. N.	1665 (1665)	Wing N14A; ESTC R35059	1,776	1

LONDON's Sins reproved and Sorrows lamented OR A Sober Check together with a Friendly Admonition to the wilfull wicked and wofull City of LONDON under the consideration of her present grievous Sins and growing Sufferings ALas poor London for thy sake I am depriv'd of rest With grief my very heart doth ake and pant within my brest To see thy Strength Beauty fade thy Glory thus go down A Famine too upon thy Trade which did preserve thy Town For give me leave to tell thee plain I have true love for thee Although with hatred and disdain thou hast requited me Therefore in love and tenderness this word to thee I send A Warning fair in thy distress from one that is thy Friend AWake ye sleepy sinful souls awake Behold and see what God is doing now Whose powerful Hand doth ev'n the Kingdom shake And makes the Strongest stoop submit and bow The Lofty-minded small and Great Ones too Shall now be taught to know what God can do Rouse up each drowsie soul 't is time to rise For why the Lord doth knock even at thy door And draws his Angry Sword before thy eyes Because at work thou hast not been before He takes Revenge by day and eke by night How shall they scape that still in Sin delight For if the Best amongst the rest go down And Judgment fall upon the House of God 〈…〉 the Lord to fear Consider then ye stubborn Ranting Crew That still in Sin against the Lord rebel Will neither Love nor Anger work with you To stop your passage in your way to Hell What do you think shall be your portion when God comes to reckon with the worst of men O wretched London dar'st thou still presume To ride upon the Chariot-wheels of Sin When ev'ry day the Lord doth thee consume And with his Judgments makes thee pale and thin On ev'ry side his Vengeance doth appear And yet thou wilt not learn the Lord to fear What art thou still resolv'd to live and die Without Repentance in thy sinful wayes Shall Persecution Blood and Cruelty Be meat and drink unto thee all thy dayes Besure God will not alwayes take it so Thy wickedness will work thy overthrow Dost thou not feel the mighty Hand of God Upon thee now and many Thousands fall Hast thou not tasted of his angry Rod And yet for Grace dost thou refuse to call If still by Sin thou dost the Lord provoke Thou maist expect to feel a greater stroke But O thy sensless and obdurate heart Doth yet appear against the Thing that 's good Yea notwithstanding this thy present smart Thou still delightst in Cruelty and Blood Thy Sins thy Sins are aggravated so My heart ev'n bleeds to think upon thy Wo. Why dost thou now lift up a cruel hand Against the Sober-minded in this day Why dost thou strive to banish out o' th Land Ev'n those which for thy welfare strive and pray Methinks thy heart should more concerned be To think how soon the Lord may banish thee Why art thou still so hardned in thy mind To bend thy force against the pure in heart Yea why art thou so wickedly enclin'd To punish those which do from Sin depart Why dost thou count it such a crime to pray And preach the Word in such a gloomy day I tell thee London these provoking Crimes With many more which still in thee is found Procured hath these sad and woful Times And caused Justice to besiege thee round And if thy Sins thou wilt not yet forsake The Righteous God will greater Vengeance take 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 plainely doth appea● 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Plague did first begin The Lord hath 〈◊〉 Vengence here and there Ev'n by degrees according to thy Sin At first he did but little break thy Peace But since thy Sins have caus'd it to encrease And now thy poor Inhabitants do cry Yea grieve and mourn ev'n with complaining tears And in thy Streets do daily drop and die And many thousands forfeited with fears Nay more than this 't is often truly sed Thy Living scarce can bury all thy Dead And now behold thy Lovers all do flee Thy seeming-friends are now become thy foes In thy distress there 's none to comfort thee But rather strive thy Comforts to oppose If thou amongst the Countries seek Relief They rather strive to aggravate thy Grief The more Affliction falls upon thy heart And Sorrow doth oppress thy grieved mind The more from them and theirs thou must depart And in thy want thou shalt least comfort find The more thy fainting spirits gape for breath The more they leave thee to the pow'r of Death O then consider and in time return Break off thy Sins amend thy evil wayes If for thy Sins thou wouldst but truly mourn Thou mightst have hopes of seeing better dayes Then be perswaded once to be a Friend Unto thy self before thy Final END E. N. London Printed in the Year 1665.