Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	face_n	glory_n	lord_n	6,784	5	5.0851	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01225	The Countesse of Pembrokes Emanuel Conteining the natiuity, passion, buriall, and resurrection of Christ: togeather with certaine Psalmes of Dauid. All in English hexameters. By Abraham Fraunce.	Fraunce, Abraham, fl. 1587-1633.	1591 (1591)	STC 11339; ESTC S105636	24,183	40

anguish Vnto the self same trade which makes theyr glory the greater Tush say they can God fro the highest heu'ns to the lowest Earth vouchsaulf thinck you those Prince like eyes to be bowing Tis but a vaine conceipt of fooles to be fondly referring Euery iesting trick and trifling toy to the Thundrer For loe these be the men whose soules are sear'd with an yron And yet these be the men whoe rule and raigne with aboundance These and whoe but these Why then what meane I to lift vp Cleane hands and pure hart to the heu'ns What meane I to offer Praise and thanksgeuing to the Lord What meane I to suffer Such plagues with patience Yea and almost had I spoken Eu'n as they did speake which thought noe God to be guyding But soe should I alas haue iudgd thyfolk to be luckles Thy sons forsaken thy saincts vnworthily haples Then did I thick and muse and search what might be the matter But yet I could not alas conceaue soe hidden a woonder Vntil I left myself and all my thoughts did abandon And to thy sacred place to thy Sanct'uary lastly repayred Then did I see ô Lord these mens vnfortunat endings Endings meete and fit for their vngodly beginnings Then did I see how they did stand in slippery places Lifted aloft that their downefalling might be the greater Lyuing Lord how soone is this theyr glory triumphant Dasht confounded gone drownd in destruction endles Their fame's soone outworne theyr name's extinct in a moment Lyke to a dreame that lynes by a sleepe and dyes with a slumber Thus my soule did greeue my hart did languish in anguish Soe blynde were myne eyes my minde soe plunged in error That noe more than a beast did I know this mystery sacred Yet thou heldst my hande and keptst my soule fro the dungeon Thou didst guyde my feete and mee with glory receauedst For what in heu'n or in earth shal I loue or woorthyly wonder But my most good God my Lord and mighty Iehoua Though my flesh oft faint my hart's oft drowned in horror God neuer fayleth but wilbe my mighty protector Such as God forsake and take to a slippery comfort Trust to a broken staffe and taste of woorthy reuengement In my God therefore my trust is wholly reposed And his name wil I praise and sing his glory renowned ⸫ The hundred and fourth Psalme LYuing Lord my soule shall praise thy glory triumphant Sing thy matchles might and shew thine infinit honnor Euerlasting light thou putst on like as a garment And purple-mantled welkyn thou spreadst as a courtayne Thy parlor pillers on waters strangely be pitched Clowdes are thy charyots and blustring wyndes be thy coursers Immortal Spyrits be thy euer-dutiful Harrolds And consuming fires as seruants dayly be wayting All-maintaining earths foundation euer abydeth Layd by the Lords right-hand with seas and deeps as a garment Cou'red seaes and deepes with threatning waues to the huge hills Clyming but with a beck theyr billowes speedily backward All doe recoyle with a check their course is changd on a soddaine At thy thundring voyce they quake And soe doe the mountaines Mount vpward with a woord and soe alsoe doe the valleys Downe with a woord discend and keepe their places apoynted Theyr meares are fixed theyr bancks are mightily barred Theyr bounds knowne least that man-feeding earth by the rage of Earth-ouerwhelming waters might chaunce to be drowned Stil-springing fountaines distil fro the rocks to the ryuers And christall riuers flow ouer along by the mountaines There will wylde asses theyr scorched mouthes be refreshing And field-feeding beasts theyr thirst with water abating There by the wel-welling waters by the syluer-abounding Brookes fayre-flying fowles on flowring bancks be abyding There shall sweete-beckt byrds theyr bowres in bows be a building And to the waters fall theyr warbling voyce be a runing Yea those sun-burnt hills and mountains all to be scorched Cooling clowds doe refresh and watery dewe fro the heauens Earth sets forth thy woorks earth-dwellers all be thy wonders Earth earth-dwelling beasts with flowing grasse is a feeding Earth earth-dwelling men with pleasant hearbes is a seruing Earth brings harts-ioy wine earth-dwelling men to be hartning Earth breedes chearing oyles earth-dwelling man to be smoothing Earth beares lifes-foode bread earth-dwelling men to be strengthning Tall trees vp-mounting Cedars are chearefuly springing Cedars of Libanus where fowles theyr neasts be preparing And Storkes in Firr-trees make their accustomed harbors Wylde goates doaes and roaes dooe roue and range by the mountains And poore seelly conyes to the ragged rocks be repayring Night-enlightning Moone for certaine tymes is apoynted And all-seeing Sunne knows his due tyme to be sitting Sunne once soe sitting darck night wraps all in a mantle All in a black mantle then beasts creepe out fro the dungeons Roaring hungry Lions theyr pray with greedy deuouring Clawes and sawes attend but by Gods only apoyntment When Sunne riseth againe theyr dens they quickly recouer And there couch all day that man may safely the day time His dayes woorke apply til day giue way to the darknes O good God wise Lord good Lord and only the wise God Earth sets foorth thy woorks earth-dwellers all be thy wonders Soe be seaes alsoe greate seaes full fraught with aboundant Swarms of creeping things great small there shipps be a sayling And there lyes tumbling that monsterus huge Leuiathan All these begg theyr foode and all these on thee be wayting If that thou stretch out thyne hand they feede with aboundance If thou turne thy face they all are mightily troubled If that thou withdraw their breath they dye in a moment And turne quickly to dust whence they were lately deriued If thy spirite breathe their breath is newly created And the decayed face of th' earth is quickly reuiued O then glory to God to the Lord then glory for euer Whoe in his owne great woorks may worthily glory for euer This Lord lookes to the earth and steedfast earth is a trembling This God toutcheth mounts and mountains huge be a smoaking All my life wil I lawd this Lord whylst breath is abyding In my breast this breath his praise shall stil be a breathing Heare my woords my Lord accept this dutiful offring That my soule in thee may euermore be reioycing Roote the malignant race race out theyr damnable ofspring But my soule ô Lord shall praise thy glory triumphant Sing thy matchles might and shew thyne infinit honnor FINIS