Selected quad for the lemma: lord_n

Word A Word B Word C Word D Occurrence Frequency Band MI MI Band Prominent
lord_n write_v wrought_v year_n 61 3 4.0364 3 false
View all documents for the selected quad

Text snippets containing the quad

ID Title Author Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication) STC Words Pages
A31568 A sacred poem wherein the birth, miracles, death, resurrection, and ascension of the most holy Jesus are delineated ... : also eighteen of David's psalms, with the Book of Lamentations paraphras'd, together with poems on several occasions / by James Chamberlaine. Chamberlaine, James, Sir, d. 1699. 1680 (1680) Wing C1817; ESTC R34419 74,873 219

There are 2 snippets containing the selected quad. | View lemmatised text

am well pleas'd who from my self did come On purpose to reveal my Will below That all might know what 't is they ought to do Jesus indu'd with power from on high Took on him now the publick Ministry And taught the People Doctrines so Divine The Sun not clearer than their Truths did shine Confirming them with Wonders such as ne're Eye saw before nor ear did ever hear MIRACLE I. Jesus his turning Water into Wine at a Marriage Feast in Cana of Galilee THe first he wrought was in a certain Town Of Galilee by th' Name of Cana known Where the blest Virgin to a Nuptial Feast Was by the Bridegroom call'd to be a Guest Jesus and his Disciples likewise were Bid with some others and all present there Down sate the Bridegroom chearful as the day And by his side the blushing Bride all gay The welcome Guests around the Table sate With sev'ral sorts of healthful Viands fraight All Dinner while a diligent Slave did stand With watchful Eye and with a ready hand Behind each Guest to fetch what he did need Not with a Leaden-heel but nimble speed No loose Discourses at the Table were Civil the Guests were no Buffoon was there One who imagines he doth glory get To be discoursive in the dregs of Wit Yet harmless mirth and flowing Goblets went Around the Board till all the Wine was spent Mary who knew the Bridegrooms Store was gone Unto her Son the want of Wine made known She told him 't was a fit occasion now In publick his Mirac'lous Pow'r to show By doing that they all would judge Divine With an Almighty Word create more Wine Jesus who knew his time of action best Unwilling yet his Pow'r to manifest Unto the World he gently did repress His Mothers too impatient forwardness Yet he assur'd her that the Guests should be Supply'd with Wine but done so privately That none but she and his Disciples should With those who serv'd the Miracle behold Straight to the Waiters did the Virgine go And what he will'd commanded them to do Within the Room six Cisterns stood each one Holding three Firkins all of Marble-stone These in their order on their sev'ral Stands Were fill'd with Water for to wash the Hands Of the invited Jews an act prophane Esteeming it to eat with hands unclean Up to the Brim with Water Jesus bid The Servants fill these Vessels which they did Straight he commanded one of them to bear A full Glass of it to the Governour Who when he tasted of the Work Divine The Water turned into gen'rous Wine He call'd the Bridegroom of the lib'ral Feast And askt him why he had reserv'd his best Of Wines till last all men says he at first Bring their best Liquors but at last their worst But thou the noblest Wine of richest taste After w' have freely drank hast brought at last This Wonder Jesus the Eternal Son Perform'd in Cana and his Pow'r shone So bright in his Disciples Eyes that they Own'd him the Son of God from that same day MIRACLE II. His Cure of a Noble Man's Son who lay Sick of a Feaver at Capernaum IN Galilee a Noble Man there was Belonging unto Herod Antipas Whose Son did Sick at Capernaum lye Past all the hopes of Physick's remedy Hearing that Jesus was to Galilee Out of Judea come away went he To Cana and besought him to come down Unto his house and heal his dying Son Now Christ who knew the Galileans well To be of Tempers most inflexible That to his Doctrin they would not be brought To give belief except he wonders wrought Resolv'd forthwith from his tormenting pain To raise this Courtiers Son to health again But he poor man impatient of delay Thinking his Son could not out-live the day Importun'd Christ to come immediately And work this Cure before his Son did dye Jesus who saw the faithful Parents Tears Willing to rid him of his anxious fears Told him he might unto his home retire His Son was well and that the raging Fire Which did inflame the Blood in every Vein Was now extinguisht and all calm'd again Which when the Father heard he went his way Fully believing what the Lord did say Unto his house as he was trav'lling down The welcome news of his recover'd Son Came to his Ears brought by the nimble care Of some who his domestick Servants were His Arms around the first Man's Neck he flung Tell me said he tell me my Friend how long 'T is since the burning Feaver did depart From my recover'd Son my dearest heart Just at the seventh hour thy Son said he Whom we concluded past recovery All on a sudden yesterday was well And so we left him as these here can tell Who in the joyful news did all accord So home they went with their rejoycing Lord. Arriv'd at length to his beloved Son After a thousand kind expressions shown He in the hearing of his Wife and those Who of his houshold were did straight disclose The wondrous manner of his Child 's great Cure And what great grief his fears made him endure And then precisely reck'ning up the time Of 's Sons being well and Christ's so telling him They all concluded when these things they knew To his Almighty Word the Cure was due And with their Lord to the great God did give Glory and in his Son the Christ believe This second Wonder Jesus wrought when he Came from Judea into Galilee No doubt but sev'ral more were done by him Both in Judea and Jerusalem Only these two as done the first year stand Upon Record writ by the faithful hand Of his beloved John and now we go To tell what in the next year he did do MIRACLE I. In the second year of Christ's publick Ministry The taking of a vast draught of Fish at the command of Jesus to launch out into the Deep c. ASsist me Lord while I the Wonders pen Which thou hast wrought among the Sons of Men. Near to Gennes'reth's Lake as Jesus was Teaching aright the much abused Laws Unto the People who long while had been Falsly instructed by their Priests therein From neighb'ring Towns the Crowd did so encrease That he was well nigh stifled in the Press Close to the Shoar two Boats a float did lye The one belong'd unto old Zebedee And his two Sons his Partners James and John Andrew and Peter did the other own These all the night a Fishing in the Lake Had toyling been but ne're a Fish could take And now upon the Shoar all tyr'd stood Having made clean their Nets within the Flood Jesus who 'fore he taught these Boats did see With much ado got from the Company And went into the Boat which did belong To Simon Peter from the gazing throng And causing him to thrust it from the Land The People taught who on the Shoar did stand When his discourse was ended and each one Of the confused Rabble home were gone Simon said he launch out into the Main
this declare their Hearts the while Were as before as hollow and as vile But God being full of Mercy did forgive Their feign'd Repentance willing they should live His Justice to his Mercy did give way Unwilling to consume them in one day For he remember'd what they were alas But as a Wind which soon away doth pass Ten times their diffidence they did express And long'd for Egypt in the Wilderness So sensless were they that they never thought What there they suffer'd nor how God had brought Them forth from thence and by their Moses hand Destroy'd the Pride and Glories of that Land He turn'd their wholesome Rivers into Blood Vast Swarms of Flies and Frogs devour'd their Food The fruitful burdens of the Earth were lost Their Vines with Hail were kill'd their Trees with Frost Their Cows their Sheep their Asses and their Colts Either with Hail were slain or Thunder-bolts So great his Anger was his Wrath so fierce He did his Plagues throughout the Land disperse But while poor Egypt was thus fore opprest To have their first-born slain of Man and Beast His Mercies and his care did still attend On Israel he did their All defend He led them through the Sea as on dry ground In which proud Pharoah and his Hosts were drown'd He led them all along and Wonders wrought Till at the length he them to Sion brought Then dreadful Fears upon the Heathen fell These Tribes o'recame them in their Tents did dwell They had not long possest but soon were cloy'd They wanted something though they all enjoy'd And as their Fathers did Apostatize So they to Idols offer'd Sacrifice When God heard this he suffer'd Ark and all His chosen Ones in Heath'nish hands to fall So sore displeas'd and angry was the Lord He gave them up to the devouring Sword Their young-Men were destroy'd their Virgins now Liv'd single lives by force and not by Vow Their sacred Priests did perish by their Swords Their Wives exprest no sorrow by their words But Grief sate lively painted on each Face Such consternations were in ev'ry place That God took pity and arose at length Gave their enfeebled-Hearts and Arms fresh strength He smote with Botches in their hinder parts The Philistims and gave them tim'rous Hearts Their Dagon-God they in their Temple found Before the Ark lye shatter'd on the ground So what they got they durst not now defend But richly laded back again it send Moreover Judah of all Jacobs race God chose and Sion for his resting-place And this conspic'ous-Hill 'bove all he blest Decreeing here his Ark should ever rest He lowly David from his Sheep did take From that Employ he made him undertake The care of all his People which with skill He did perform according to his VVill. He govern'd them with Wisdom and with Art Walking before his God with all his heart PSALM 90. 1. THou who art God from all Eternity Long 'fore this Globe of Earth was form'd by thee Thou who hast since blest be thy glorious Name Upheld both us and this same earthly Frame Hear thou the fervent Pray'rs the hearty-Groans That are sent up by thine afflicted Ones 2. When Man thine Image which thou did'st create Apostatiz'd from his first happy State Unhappy we by our Fore-fathers deed Have an entail of Death upon our Seed Our times are in thy Hands and 't is but just When thou command'st we should return to dust 3. Should we be suffer'd Lord to linger here A tedious Life as our Forefathers were That length of time Methusalah did see What is it Lord to thy immensity A thousand years are nothing in thy sight As yesterday or as a Watch i' th' night 4. Death as a Torrent sweeps us clean away And in a moment all our Joys decay Like as the Grass i' th' Morn so ev'ry one Doth flourish then but is at Noon cut down So vain are we and of so short a time That all our Glories wither in their Prime 5. Thus are we snatch'd from off this worldly-Stage In the full strength and verdure of our Age For thou hast set before thy searching Eyes As well our close as known Apostacies In thy displeasure all our days we spend And as a Vapour so our Lives do end 6. Threescore and ten is the computed length Of our Terrestrial Lives but if through strength We do attain unto the fourthscore year Then they are interwove with Grief and Care Like as a Dream so soon they pass away So fading are our Joys so short's our stay 7. And though thy Wrath is equal to our fear Yet we so sensess are and void of care That we contemn thy Rod and think we shall Inhabit here and never dye at all But teach us so to number all our days That we may hate the Follies of our ways 8 Return O Lord at length how long wilt thou Look on thy Servants with an angry Brow O give us now thine everlasting Love And from our harrass'd-Souls do thou remove The sentence of Excision long have we Expected Lord thy promis'd-Land to see 9. Give days of Joys so many as may last Longer than all those years of Sorrows past Now magnifie thy glorious work of Grace Not only unto us but to our Race Thy gracious Favour and thy Mercy show And frame our Wills thy sacred Will to do PSALM 91. 1. He who his whole concern entirely flings Under the Shaddow of the Almighty's Wings Shall find a pow'rful God a faithful Friend A certain Refuge to his Journeys end 2. This never-failing Axiome makes me go To him as to a Fort in which I know No bloody-Wars nor sweeping Pestilence Nor wit of Man can snatch my Life from thence 3. For as the stately Eagle guards from wrong Under her spreading Wings her helpless Young So will the God of all the Earth be sure Under his care that I shall live secure 4. Though Deaths empoyson'd Arrows take their flight And slaughter thousands both by day night Not one of all these deadly Shafts shall be So rightly levell'd as to mischief me 5. Yet I shall see the Wicked's just reward Vast piles of those who did not fear the Lord 〈◊〉 in these heaps my Carkass shall not lye Because I did upon the Lord rely 6. For he his holy Angels shall command When heavy Judgments post throughout the Land That neither I nor those within my Wall Shall taste those evils on the Wicked fall 7. The Lyon and the Adder without dread I shall encounter on their Necks shall tread The rav'nous Beasts like tame ones shall submit And yield themselves as conquer'd at my Feet 8. Because my whole delight was to fulfill The Laws of God and to obey his Will Because I did respect his glorious Name With honour he 'll exalt me for the same 9. I shall no sooner call but he will hear And free me from those Judgments others bear He 'll crown my Life with length of days below And me above