Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	artery_n	blood_n	vein_n	5,874	5	10.2889	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A39251	The folly of atheism demonstrated to the capacity of the most unlearned reader by Clement Elis ...	Ellis, Clement, 1630-1700.	1692 (1692)	Wing E555; ESTC R17534	80,333	176

Plants Trees Beasts Birds Fishes and Men after a short time dye and are no more but others of the same kind spring up and are brought forth to supply their room And thus the world is in a continual Change and is continued by a constant course of Generation and Corruption and one thing always ariseth from the corruption of another The Seed is sown and corrupts in the earth and loseth its form and thence springs up a manifold increase Now for any one to think with himself how this is brought to pass will be but for ever to bafflle and confound himself unless he have recourse to an Infinite Power and Wisdom that orders all things That which thou sowest is not quickned except it dye and that which thou sowest thou sowest not that body which shall be but bare grain it may chance of wheat or of some other grain Now what can follow hence but That GOD giveth it a body as it hath pleased him and to every seed his own body 1 Cor. XV. 36 37 38. Who but GOD could so evenly temper blend and balance contrary and mutually-destroying Natures into one so as the Life and Health Strength and Vigor of the body so compounded consists in the right Temperament of these Enemies Who but GOD can raise one thing from the corruption of another make Life spring out of Death and constantly provide for a new Generation of things from the Ruines and Rottenness of those that were before Lastly It is now time that we look a little upon and into our selves and see what cause we can find every one of himself to say unto GOD with the Psalmist Psal. CXXXIX 14. I will praise thee for I am fearfully and wonderfully made marvellous are thy works and that my soul knoweth right well First Should we only look upon our Bodies which are no more but the corruptible Cottages wherein our immortal Souls are for a while to lodge tho we find they are made of Flesh and Blood and Bones covered with Skin as the bodies of some other Creatures are yet very wonderful is the Frame and Contexture of these materials in them How fitly is every Part and Member fashioned and placed and connected to the rest to make it a proper Instrument of Life or Sense Strength or Motion What one of those Instruments of Nourishment whereby our Food is received chew'd swallow'd and digested the finest parts of it convey'd through the whole body for its necessary growth or repair and the grosser parts and dregs cast forth as useless What instrument of Breathing what Vein or Artery for the carrying about of the Blood and Spirits what Bone Nerve Sinew Muscle Ioint Ligament or Gristle for Strength or Action could we either well spare or wish better form'd or set for its use What one Sense of Seeing Hearing Tasting Smelling and Touching could we be content to want Or how can we imagine that the Instruments of any of these Senses could have been wiselier framed and placed Nay there is not a Hair or Nail about us but when considered is found to be of use for Fence or Beauty Whoso considers those two little seats and springs of Life Sense and Motion the Heart and the Brain how wonderfully formd how strongly guarded how well supplied with a variety of instruments conveying to them and carrying from them as it is necessary for keeping themselves in right Order and Temper and for the Life Health Strength and Direction of the whole body Whoso but well observes the curious workmanship of the Eye or Ear the two Intelligencers of the Soul or thinks on the wonderful ways of Seeing and Hearing Or he that considers the Instruments of Speech and the Use as well as Propriety of that excellent Faculty to Mankind cannot chuse but fall into the highest admiration of that Infinite Power Wisdom and Goodness to which he owes all these things And yet what are all these to the Wonders of our Souls Could we think it worth our while to come acquainted a little better with our selves and to this end sometimes to enter in as far as we can into the several Mysteries within us and enquire after that Soul or Spirit which is served and waited on by all these Bodily Instruments and makes what use of them it thinks good we should be sure the more we know of our own Souls the more also to know of God whose Image they bear Some such thing every one of us feels within himself which is the life of his Body and doth all by it whatsoever it doth When the Body lies dead it hath for a short time all its Parts and Instruments intire but they are altogether useless It 's Life sense motion grace and beauty all is gone and nothing left but a Cold heavy lump like to a Frozen clod of Clay And why is it thus but that the Soul is fled O then What and how admirable are the powers of that Spirit in Man which actuates his body directs and commands it and every member of it as it self pleaseth at whose will it moves or rests and by whose presence it liveth Yea what is that without which we are no longer men 'T is the Soul which sees and hears by these bodily instruments 't is the Soul that discerns and judges of all the numerous figures and colours magnitudes and proportions measures and distances motions sounds and voices harmonies and discords that distinguisheth between one thing and another chuseth and refuseth and orders all our doings Think well of it What is it within us that thinks and considers and reasons and discourseth about all things without words or noise What is it in us which whilst with these bodies we neither see nor hear nor taste nor smell nor feel can yet represent the several objects of all these senses to it self whenever it has a mind to it and hath as fresh and lively perceptions of them all in it self as if all these bodily senses were actually exercised by them What is the strange power of that within us which can make present to it self things long since past and things which are yet to come as well as those that now are yea and things which neither are nor ever have been as though they were What 's that in us which whilst we sit still is travelling over the World and taking a view of all Times and can imagine thousands of Worlds like unto This and frame new Notions and lay Plots within it self Model Governments Martial Armies and consider dispute and reason about such Things as tho they were real What is that in us which is awake whilst our Bodies are laid to sleep and sometimes runs over in our sleep all things that passed the day before discourses of them and contrives and designs for the future too Alas we understand but a very little of our selves and far less than we might do if we would a little more study our selves we know not how we are