Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	body_n	grace_n	soul_n	8,807	5	4.9778	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A02769	The synagogue, or, The shadow of the temple Sacred poems, and private ejaculations. In imitation of Mr. George Herbert.	Harvey, Christopher, 1597-1663.; Herbert, George, 1593-1633. Temple.	1640 (1640)	STC 12898; ESTC S103894	10,698	37

then afresh Else my soule dyes famisht and starv'd with flesh A Paradox THe worse the better Welcome my health this sicknesse makes me well Medicines adiew When with diseases I have list to dwell I 'll wish for you Welcome my strength this weakenesse makes me abl● Powers adiew When I am weary grown of standing stable I 'le wish for you Welcome my wealth this losse hath gain'd me more Richesadiew When I again grow greedy to be poore I 'le wish for you Welcome my credit this disgrace is glory Honours adiew When for renown and fame I shall be sorry I 'le wish for you Welcome content this sorrow is my joy Pleasures adiew When I desire such griefes as may annoy I 'le wish for you Health strength and riches credit and content Are spared best sometimes when they are spent Sicknesse and weaknesse losse disgrace and sorrow Lend most sometimes when they seeme most to borrow Blest be that hand that helps by hurting gives By taking by forsaking me relieves If in my fall my rising be thy will Lord I will say the wors the better still I 'le speak the Paradox maintaine thou it And let thy grace supply my want of wit Leave me no learning that a man may see So I may be a scholar unto thee Inmates A House I had a heart I mean so wide And full of spatious roomes on every side That viewing it I thought I might doe well Rather then keep it voide and make no gaine Of what I could not use to entertaine Such guests as came I did But what besell Me quickly in that course I sigh to tell A guest I had alas I have her still A great big bellyed guest enough to fill The vast content of hell Corruption By entertaining her I lost my right To more then all the world hath now in sight Each day each houre almost she brought forth one Or other base begot Transgression The charge grew great I that had lost before All that I had was forced now to score For all the charges of their maintenance In doomes-day book who ever knew 't would say The least summe there was more then I could pay When first 't was due beside continuance Which could not choose but much the debt enhance To ease me first I wisht her to remove But she would not I sued her then above And begg'd the Court of heaven but in vaine To cast her out No I could not evade The bargaine which she pleaded I had made That whilest both lived I should entertaine At mine own charge both her and all her traine No helpe then but or I must die or she And yet my death of no availe would be For one death I had died already then When first she liv'd in me and now to die Another death againe were but to tye And twist them both into a third which when It once hath seixed on never looseth men Her death might be my life but her to kill I of my selfe had neither power nor will So desperate was my case Whil'st I delayd My guest still teem'd my debts still greater grew The lesse I had to pay the more was due The more I knew the more I was affraid The more I mus'd the more I was dismaid At last I learnt there was no way but one A friend must doe it for me He alone That is the Lord of life by dying can Save men from death and kill Corruption And many yeers agoe the deed was done His heart was piere'd out of his side there ran Sinnes corrasives restoratives for man This precious balme I begg'd for pities sake At Mercies gate where Faith alone may take What Grace and Truth doe offer liberally Bountie said Come I heard it and beleeved None ever there complain'd but was relieved Hope waiting upon Faith said instantly That henceforth I should live Corruption dye I 'd so she dy'd I live But yet alas ●e are not parted She is where she was Cleaves fast unto me still looks through mine eies ●peaks in my tongue and muses in my minde ●orks with my hands her body 's left behinde Although her soule be gone My miseries All flow from hence from hence my woes arise Ioath my selfe because I leave her not Yet cannot leave her No she is my lot Now being dead that living was my choice And still though dead she both conceives and beares Many faults daily and as many feares All which for vengeance call with a loud voice And drown my comforts with their deadly noise Dead bodies kept unburied quickly stink And putrifie how can I then but think Corruption noysome even mortify'd Though such she were before yet such to me She seemed not Kind fooles can never see Or will not credit untill they have try'd That friendly lookes oft false intents doe hide But mortified Corruption lyes unmaskt Blabs her own secret filthynesse unaskt To all that understand her That doe none In whom she lives embraced with delight She first of all deprives them of their sight Then dote they on her as upon their owne And she to them seems beautifull alone But woe is me one part of me is dead The other lives Yet that which lives is led Or rather carry'd captive unto sinne By the dead part I am a living grave And a dead body I within me have The worse part of the better oft doth win And when I should have ended I begin The sent would choak me were it not that grace Sometimes vouchsafeth to perfume the place With odors of the spirit which doe ease me And counterpoise Corruption Blessed spirit Although eternall torments be my merit And of my self Transgressions onely please me Adde grace enough being reviv'd to raise me Challenge thine own Let not intruders hold Against thy right what to my wrong I sold Having no state my selfe but tenancy And tenancy at will what could I grant That is not voided if thou say avaunt O speak the word and make these inmates flee Or which is one take me to dwell with thee The Curbe PEace rebell Thought do'st thou not know thy King My God is here Cannot his presence if no other thing Make thee forbeare Or were he absent all the standers by Are but his spyes And well he knows if thou should'st it deny Thy words were lyes If others will not yet I must and will My selfe complaine My God even now a base rebellious thought Began to move And subt'ly twining with me would have wrought Me from thy love Faine he would have me to believe that sinne And thou might both Take up my heart together for your Inne And neither loth The others company a while sit still And part againe Tell me my God how this may be redrest The fault is great And I the guilty party have confest I must be beat And I refuse not punishment for this Though to my paine So I may learne to doe no more amisse Nor sinne againe Correct me if thou wilt but teach

actions and doth blast The comfort of them when in them God sees Nothing but outsides of formalities In earnest be religious trifle not And rather for Gods sake then for thine own Thou hast rob'd him unlesse that he have got By giving if his glory be not grown Together with thy good Who seeketh more Himself then God would make his roofe his floore Next to sinceritieremember still Thou must resolve upon Integritie God will have all thou hast thy minde thy will Thy thoughts thy words thy works A nullitie It proves when God that should have all doth finde That there is any one thing left behinde And having given him all thou must receive All that he gives Meete his commandement Resolvethat thine obedience must notleave Vntillit reach unto the same extent For all his precepts are of equall strength And measure thy performance to the length Then call to minde that Constancy must knit Thine undertakings and thine actions fast He that sets forth towards Heaven and doth sit Down by the way will be found short at last Be constant to the end and thou shalt have An heavenly garland though an earthly grave But he that would be constant must not take Religion up by fits and starts alone But his continuall practise must it make His course must be from end to end but one Bones often broken and knit up againe Loose of their length though in their strength they gaine Lastly remember that Humilitie Must solidate and keep all close together What pride puffes up with vaine futilitie Lyes open and expos'd to all ill weather An empty bubble may faire colours carry But blow upon it and it will not tarry Prize not thine own too high nor under-rate Anothers worth but deale indifferently View the defects of thy spirituall state And others graces with impartiall eye The more thou deemest of thy selfe the lesse Esteeme of thee will all men else expresse Contract thy lesson now and this is just The summe of all He that desires to see The face of God in his religion must Sincere entire constant and humble be If thus resolved feare not to proceed Else the more haste thou mak'st the worse thou'lt speed Invitation TVrn in my Lord turn in to mee My heart 's an homely place But thou canst make corruption flee And fill it with thy grace So furnished it will be brave And a rich dwelling thou shalt have It was thy lodging once before It builded was by thee But I to sinne set ope the doore It rendred was by mee And so thy building once defac'd And in thy roome another plac'd But he usurps the right is thine Oh dispossesse him Lord Doe thou but say this heart is mine He 's gone at the first word Thy word 's thy will thy will's thy power Thy time is alwaies now 's mine hower Now say to sinne depart And sonne give me thine heart Thou that by saying let it be didst make it Canst if thou wilt by saying give 't me take it Comfort in extremitie ALas my Lord is going Oh my woe It will be mine undoing If he goe I 'le runne and overtake him If he stay I 'le cry aloud and make him Look this way Oh stay my Lord my love 't is I Comfort me quickly or I dye Cheere up thy drooping spirits I am here My all-sufficient merits Shall appeare Before the throne of glory In thy stead I 'le put into thy story What I did List up thine eyes sad soule and see Thy Saviour here Loe I am he Alas shall I present My sinfulnesse To thee Thou wilt resent The loathsomnesse Be not afraid I 'le take Thy sinnes on me And all my favour make To shine on thee Lord what thou'lt have me thou must make me As I have made thee now I take thee Resolution and assurance LOrd thou wilt love me Wilt thou not Beshrew that not It was my sinne begot That question first Yes Lord thou wilt Thy bloud was spilt To wash away my guilt Lord I will love thee Shall I not Beshrew that not 'T was deaths accursed plot To put that question Yes I will Lord love thee still In spite of all my ill Then life and love continue still We shall and will My Lord and I untill In his celestiall hill We love our fill When he hath purged all my ill The Nativitie VNfold thy face unmaske thy ray Shine forth bright Sunne double the day Let no malignant misty fume Nor foggy vapour once presume To interpose thy perfect sight This day which makes us love thy light For ever better that we could That blessed object once behold Which is both the circumference And center of all excellence Or rather neither but a treasure Vnconfined without measure Whose center and circumference Including all preheminence Excluding nothing but defect And infinite in each respect Is equally both here and there And now and then and every where And alwaies one himselfe the same A beeing farre above a name Draw neerthen and freely poure Forth all thy light into that houre Which was crowned with his birth And made heaven envy earth Let not his birth-day clouded be By whom thou shinest and we see Vows broken and rewarded SAid I not so that I would sinne no more Witnesse my God I did Yet I am runne againe upon the score My faults cannot be hid What shall I doe Make vows and break them still 'T will be but labour lost My good cannot prevaile against mine ill The businesse will be crost Oh! say not so thou canst not tell what strength Thy God may give thee at the length Renew thy vowes and if thou keep the last Thy God will pardon all that 's past may Vow whil'st thou canst whil'st thou canst vow tho● may●● Perhaps performe it when thou thinkest least Thy God hath not deny'd thee all Whilest he permits thee but to call Call to thy God for grace to keep Thy vowes and if thou break them weep Weep for thy broken vowes and vow againe Vowes made with tears cannot bee still in vaine Then once againe I vow to mend my wayes Lord say Amen And thine be all the praise Confusion OH how my minde is gravel'd not a thought That I can finde but 's ravel'd all to nought Short ends of threds and narrow shreds of lists Knots snarled ruffes loose broken tufts of twists Are my torne meditations ragged clothing Which wound and woven shape a suit for nothing One while I think and then I am in paine To think how to unthink that thought againe How can my soule but famish with this food Pleasures full bowle tastes rammish taints the blood Profit picks bones and chewes on stones that choak Honour climbes hils fats not but fils with smoak And whilst my thoughts are greedy upon these They passe by pearles and stoop to pick up pease Such wash and draffe is fit for none but swine And such I am not Lord if I am thine Cloth me anew and feed me