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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
nature_n	flesh_n	sin_n	sinful_a	2,809	5	9.4946	5	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16113	[Psalmes or prayers] [taken out of Holy Scripture].	Fisher, John, Saint, 1469-1535.	1569 (1569)	STC 3009.5; ESTC S721	53,711	395

and immaculate lambe whiche taketh a waie the sinnes of the worlde by whose precious bloud we are redemed from our iniquities Looke vpon that mooste méeke innocent whiche like a Lambe that was ledde to his death and beyng mooste cruelly intreated once opened not his mouthe Behold thine onely sonne whom although thou begattest of thy almightie power substaunce and nature yet thou wouldest he should bee partaker of my infirmitie Whiche being God in nature thought it no rauine to be equal with God but made hym self lowe takyng vpon him the shape of a seruaunt and commyng in the similitude of sinfull fleshe cōdemned synne in the fleshe submittyng hym self vnto thee O father euen to the death of the crosse and there putte on the hande writyng that was against vs conteined in the law written and taking it out of the waie fastened it to his crosse on the which he spoiled potestates and powers and made a shewe of them openly and triumphed ouer thē in his owne person Turne the iyes of thy maiestie O lorde God and loke vpon the woorke of thy ineffable goodnesse Beh●ld thine owne swete sonne how all his bodie was drawen and stretched forthe on the crosse Looke vpon all the partes of his bodie from the croune of the heade vnto the sole of the foote and no paine shall be found like vnto his paine Behold O louyng father the blessed head of thy deare soonne crouned with sharpe Thornes and the bloud rennyng doune vpon his godlie visage Beholde his tender bodie how it is scourged his naked breast is striken and beaten his bloudie side is thrusted through his hart pāteth his senewes bée stretched forth his Godlie eyes dasell and leese their sight his princely face is wanne and pale his pleasaunt tonge is inflamed for paine his inward partes waxe drie and starke his armes both blewe and wanne by striefe his bones bée plucked one from an other his beautifull legges bee feeble and weake the streames of blood issuyng out of his bodie renne doune apace vpon his feete Looke O my maker vpon the humanitie and gētlenes of thy deare soonne and pitie the infirmitie of thy weake handie woorke Beholde O glorious Father the bodie of thy deare soonne all too rente and torne and remember I beseche thee of how small substaunce I am Loke vpon the pain of him that is bothe God and man release the miserie of man whom thou hast made Beholde the greuous sufferyng of the redeemer and forgiue the sinne of him that is redemed Kéepe me frō all euill wayes and teache me by thy holy spirit to chuse the waie of truthe I beseche thée o thou king of holinesse by hym that is moste holy by this my redemer Christ that thou bryng me again into the right waie that I maie bee vnited and made one with hym in spirit whiche abhorred not to bee vnited with me in fleshe Make me to goe perfectly in thy pathes and to hate al wicked waies Washe my harte frō malice and clense me from my secrete synnes Clense me O holy father with the bloud of the newe Testament of thy welbeloued sonne which hath loued vs and washed vs with his bloud from our synnes and hath redemed vs from al iniquitie Purifie my harte by the sanctification of thy spirite the sprinklyng of the bloud of thy sonne frō al filthines of sinne and euil conscience O God almightie be mercifull vnto me sinner for thy glorious name sake and remēber my sinnes no longer For thou arte God gracious and mercifull and paciently dooest suffer vs and wouldest that no mā should perishe but that all menne should returne to penaunce Make me O Lord God to retourne from my euill waies and wicked thougtes Remember not the synnes and abhominations of my youthe accordyng to thy mercie bee myndfull of me for thy goodnes sake O lorde Looke not vpon me with a greuous countenaunce for there is no manne that dare speake for me Enter not into iudgemēte with thy seruant for if thou accuse me I shall neuer bee quitte For if thou o lorde marke my synnes iniquitie who shall not fall before thee This is certaine and sure that then in thy sight no mā liuyng shalbe iustified seyng thou haste founde iniquitie euen in thy angels How muche rather in mē whiche is abhomination and filthinesse and dwelleth in the earthly house of this bodie and drinketh iniquitie as it were water Who is clene from filthinesse when all be corrupted Truely not one No though he haue liued but one daie on the yearthe and though his Monethes maie bee easilie numbred Of a truthe there is no mortal manne whiche hath not doen wickedly nor there is any righteous on yearth whiche doeth good and synneth not Yet bicause mercie is in thy hand O lorde although thou be dreadfull my hope is in thee in whom my soule trusteth My soule looketh for thee bicause mercie and plētifull redemption is with thee For this I knowe assuredly that thou wilte not caste me awaie for euer But although thou caste me awaie for my synnes a while yet thou wilt haue mercie vpon me againe accordyng to the multitude of thy mercies For thou O lorde are ●ull of pitie and mercie and wilt not tourne thy face awaye from vs if we will retour●e to thee Thou art our God full of sweetenesse veritie and pacience and disposest all thinges by mercie The foūtaines of thy goodnes be euer full flow ouer thy grace neuer decaieth All thy waies be mercie● truth to them that seke outthy couenaunt and testimonies How gētle and louyng the father is to his children so gentle and louyng arte thou O lorde to them that fea●e thee and for the haboūdance of thy mercy thou doe it pardon our infirmities Thou ●nowest thine own handie worke thou remem●e●est what we are thou seest that we are fleshe and of no strength Thou hast not forgotten that this worlde is ful of vnrighteousnesse and wickednesse and that it is whollie set and bent on euill Yea neuerthelesse thou art mercifull and full of grace and like a mercifull lord forbearest to punishe synners when thei repente them self and returne frō their sinnes Haue mercie vpon me O Lorde God my Sauiour for the glorie of thy name And deliuer me forgiue me my synnes for thy names sake O righteous father looke not straitly vpon the multitude of my synnes but looke on the face of Iesu thy holie soonne whiche beyng without synne bare our synnes in his body on the free of the crosse Turne awaie thy face frō my synnes and putte out all my iniquities Make a cleane hart in me O God and renue me with a right spirite Caste me not awaie from thy presence and take not thy holy spirite from me Giue me againe the comfort of thy helpe and stablish me with thy mightie spirit Mollifie my harte o lorde God that I maie returne to thy pathes for I haue wandered ouer long in the waie of errour Tourne me