Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	death_n	grace_n	life_n	6,216	5	4.4685	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16730	Auspicante Iehoua Maries exercise.	Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?	1597 (1597)	STC 3632; ESTC S109669	16,897	64

satisfied with any thing till I be filled with thy loue let mee weepe at thy graue that I may ioy in thy grace so mourne for thy absence that I may reioice in thy presence let mee not depart with thy disciples but abide with thine angells till in the pitie of my sorrow thou wilt shew me thy self when hearing from thee but Mary I may aunswere but master wherin my soule rauished with thy loue may deuote the seruice of my life but oh Lord how should I most wofull wretched wicked creature liueing in this vale of sorrow misery come to the comfortable hope to clime the hil of thi mercy a polluted vessell of the earth to behold the pure and bright Glory of the heauens but oh LORD doe I aske thee how haue thy holy word so cleere a lanthorne to my loue forgiue my sweet Christ my forgetfulnes of thy care and giue me grace to remember the rules of my comfort wherein I finde after storms faire weather is sweetest after troubles peace is most comfortable after death life is most ioy full sweet Iesu therefore that hast mortified mee with the stormes of this world comfort mee with the Sunne shine of thy Grace after the troublesome temptations of euill spirits giue mee peace in thy holy spirit and after the death of this my carnall Absence giue my soule life in the beeholding of thy presence giue mee patience to seeke thee in thy passion that I may reioyce to see thy Resurrection and that in the Merit of thy mercy receiuing the Comfort of my saluation I may with the tears of my hart witnesse the loue of my soule not desiring to liue but to Glorify thy holy name Amen A prayer vpon Magnificate not applying the history The fruict therof The ioy of the soule that is rauished with the loue of CHRIST ESscence of eternity in y e holy Maiesty of the Trinall vnity in the heauenly DEITY light of the Heauens day of the world beawty of vertue Glory of wisdome sweet IESV the true and only beegotten and beeloued sonne of the true and only incomprehensible euerliuing and euerlouing GOD my Creator in thy power my Redeemer in thy merite my Sanctifier in thy loue and my Sauiour in thy mercy how shall I clodde of claye slime of the earth dust and Ashes wretched worme wicked creature presume to the happinesse to haue a thought of such holinesse as to aspire so high a blessing as to touch the smallest tittle of the due title of thy glory yet sweet IESV seeing that y e dead Earth in hir Fruictes dooth praise thee shall my soule liue and in no seruice honor thee and since the liuing doe adore thee shall I dye and not praise thee God forbid but alas shall darcknesse speake of light Error of truth basenesse of Glory or a sinner of God when the Earth quakes the Sea Roares the Heauens shake and the Aungells tremble at thy presence and yet I see the Elements giue theyr natures The Sunne his heate the water hir coolenesse the Aire hir moisture and the Earth hir drinesse The trees theyr fruicts the flowers their sweets the Sea hir fishes the Earth hir gemmes the Ayre hir comfort the Fyre hir light the world hir welth in the seruice of hir Creatures in obedience to thy holy will to Glorify thy holy name and shall I of all the world most bound to thee in the whole world that haue tasted so much of thy goodnesse so much forget thy Greatnesse as in no work of thy Grace to humble my soule to thy Glory God forbid no my sweet God I humbly beeseech thee giue mee the patience of thy saincts the faith of thy Martiers the ioy of thine Angells and the wisedome of thy holy Spirit that I may suffer all things for thy loue I may die in thy seruice and so sing of thy goodnesse that in ringing out thy praises the heuens may reioyce to heere thy glory in the world oh my sweet CHRIST help mee to honour thee Inspire my heart with thy Loue tell mee what to thincke of thee teach mee what I shall say of thee learne mee how I shall praie vnto thee that in my Soule I may neuer cease to prayse thee O glory in the highest heauens highest glory of the heauens onely glory beefore the heauens bee thou glorified aboue the heuens oh that my hrat could dissolue into teares to wash the feete of thy fauour or that my soule in sighes could ascend a Sacrifice to thy mercy that in Soule and body I might shew some seruice of my loue which am worse then nothing till I bee something in thee but thou hast made mee as it hath pleased thee and canst make mee what it pleaseth thee let it therefore please thee I beeseech thee to make mee onely to please thee I am a creature of thy will worke mee onely to thy will draw mee to thee by thy holy spirit hold mee to thee by thy holy Loue and inspire mee with thy holy wisedome that loathing the worlde with the vanities thereof in thy onely mercy I may see the paradise of my soule that hauing with patience passed my purgatory in this life in the merit of thy mercy receiuing the comfort of my Saluation where the Angells of thy loue doe sing in Glory of thy grace my poore humble Soule may sing Amen to their Musique Gloria in excelcis Deo LONDON ¶ Printed by Thomas Este dwelling in Aldersgate streete 1597.

thy presence but my sweet Lord how sweetly didst thou reproue hir folly and reueale hir fault in these few words Martha Martha thou carest art troubled about many things but one thing is needfull Mary hath chosen the good part which shal neuer be taken awaie frō hir oh deere Maister now that by the secret light of thy gratious loue I behold thy entrance into the hart of my soule though I am not worthie thou shouldst come vnder the roofe of my house yet since it hath pleased thy holie maiestie in the infinit goodnesse of thy incomparable kindnesse to comfort my hart with the gratious hearing of thy glorius mercy giue me leaue not with Martha to complaine of a sister but to accuse my selfe of to much euill in so long combring my hart with the wretched cares of this wicked world that I haue had almost no care to humble my soule to the happie hearing of thy holie word let mee therfore beeseech thee of the abundant grace of thy glorious goodnes by the mighty power of thy eternall mercy to draw mee to thee by the heauenly vertue of thy hollie Spirit that casting of all the combersome cares of this vncomfortable worlde I maie not onelie serue thee in bodie on the knees of my heart worshipping thy diuine will but in the humilitie of my soule sit with MARY on the ground with the tears of true repentaunce to wash the feete of thy mercie that being both vnable vnworthie to behold the glory of thy presence I maie yet ioye in my soule to heare the sweetnes of thy preching that beeing cleerely healed of the euill part of sinne I maie receiue that good part of thy grace that maie neuer bee taken from mee but one thing is needfull and that one thing art thou it is thee sweet LORD that I haue need of needful is thy grace vngratious that I am full of need am I of thy mercie mercy my sweet Iesu Oh let my pensiue hart heere the preaching of thy mercie that beeing with LAZARVS reuiued and with MARTHA rebuked with Mary I may bee so comforted that with the teares of my hart washing the feete of thy pittie I may reioice in my soule to bee admitted into thy presence wherein the obedience of my Loue shewing the Ioye of my life I may feede of thy mercy and singe to thy glory Blessed is the house that dooth receiue thee happy the hart that dooth attend thee but most ioyfull the Soule that leauing the cares of the world hath all hir comfort but in thee in thee I say sweet LORD the lyght of the eternall wisdome the lyfe of the dead the only comfort of the liuing whose preaching most gratious and whose presence most glorious happye are they that heare but most blessed that enioy emong whome alas of the world most vnworthy so blesse the sicke Soule of thy sinfull wounded seruant that ouercome with the comfort of thy vnspeakable kindenes in the swounding traunce of the treasure of thy Loue I may rather dye at thy feete then part a foote from thy fauoure where with the teares of faithes thanckfulnesse I may encrease the Glorie of thy Mercie Amen An other vppon the same History chapter and place the fruite therof The blessing of humilitie REmember sweet Lord Iesu thy Mercies that haue been euer of old forgiue and forget the sinnes of thy humble repentaunt though vnworthie seruants think on thy poore Mary with the teares of hir heart humbling hir soule at thy feete thincke I saye my sweet lord a little vpon my great misery that confesse my selfe vnworthie of the least looke of thy Mercie Lord it pleased thee to saie Marie Magdaline loued much but surelie thou louedst more that so great and vnmeasurable a sinner woldst vouchsafe so great a measure of thy Grace beeing vnworthie thy thought to presume into thy presence sweet IESVS art not thou the same CHRIST who camest not to iustifie the righteous but to call sinners to repentaunce is thy mercie anye thing diminished or shall not thy Glorie euer encrease it cannot bee but thou art thy selfe the Sunne of GOD the Redeemer of the worlde the Lambe of God that takest away the sinnes of the world and God alone that hast the gouernement of the whole worlde what thou hast bought then who can take from thee wher thou hast Mercie who canne diswade thee and hauing all thinges vnder thy feete who can resist thee Thou Createdst man for thy selfe thou Redeemedst him by thy selfe dost comfort him but with thy selfe wilt thou then forget the worke of thine owne hands wilt thou loose that thou hast bought with thine owne blood or suffer it to be blasted that y ● hast blessed with thine owne Spirit no sweet God thy goodnesse is to great to loose any parte of thy Glorie though wee forget thy loue thou canst not forget thy Mercie though wee loose our selues in this wildernesse thou wilt bring vs home to thy folde though sinne seeke to driue vs to despaire yet doth thy Grace assure vs of comfort for thou art kinde though wee are vnthanckfull thou art mercifull though wee are vnfaithful yea thou art comfortable when wee are most miserable and why is all this beecause thou art God whose goodnesse hath no limit whose mercies are infinit and whose glorie shall haue no ende why then oh Lord is my Soule so full of heauinesse and my heart so disquieted within mee can the world so werie mee that Heauen cannot reuiue mee or can sinne so infect mee that thy mercie can not heale mee or the diuell so terifie mee that thou my God canst not comfort mee no my deere god thou art able to forgiue more then I am able to offend one drop of thy mercie will heale all the woundes of my sinne and where thou entrest with thy holly spirit there is no place for the wicked fiende what then can hurt mee if thou help mee can sinne set a wal beetwixt thy mercie and my comfort whē thou hast troden downe the diuell with all the power of his malice can death afright mee that see my life in thy loue or can sorrow dismaie mee that haue thee for my comfort no my sweet sauioure let not my teares be onely witnesse of my sorrow for my sinnes but of my ioie in thy mercie that from the greatnesse of sin hast called mee to thy grace and liuing long from the shadow of thy blessing hast admitted mee into the Ioie of thy presence Oh blessed Lord how admirable dooe I feele thy goodnesse in the inward works of thy grace faith a fruict of thy mercy repentaunce a fruict of faith teares a fruict of repentance Ioie a fruict of teares thou only the fruict of all thou art oh Lord y e summe of all sweetnesse the substaunce of all goodnesse in thy selfe to thy selfe the only height of all glorie Thou art the ioie of the heart the comfort of the minde the life