Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	jesus_n	lord_n	speak_v	7,871	5	4.7669	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A76826	The condemned mans reprieve, or Gods love-tokens, flowing in upon the heart of William Blake, a pentient sinner, giving him assurance of the pardon of his sins, and the enjoyment of eternall happinesse, through the merits of Christ his saviour. Recommended by him (being a condemned prisoner for man-slaughter within the statute) unto his sister, and bequeathed unto her as a legacy.	Blake, William, prisoner in \"Exon Jayle\"	1653 (1653)	Wing B3154; Thomason E705_18; ESTC R207110	9,122	16

THE Condemned Mans REPRIEVE OR Gods Love-Tokens flowing in upon the Heart of WILLIAM BLAKE a penitent Sinner giving him Assurance of the pardon of his Sins and the Enjoyment of Eternall Happinesse through the Merits of Christ his Saviour Recommended by him being a condemned Prisoner for Man-slaughter within the Statute unto his Sister and bequeathed unto her as a Legacy Galathians 6. 14. 17. God forbid that I should glory save in the Crosse of our Lord Iesus Christ by whom the world is crucified unto me and I unto the world LONDON Printed by Richard Bishop Anno Dom. 1653. The condemned Mans Reprieve Gods tokens of Love sealed and lockt up in the heart of a Saint by the Spirit of God with the key of Love The riches of Gods grace flowing in upon the soul of a Saint expressed with joy and thankfulnesse to his abillity finding himselfe unable to speak what sweet tast what infinite consolation he finds in Christ Iesus VVHat tempests what fiery darts of Sathan have been thrown at me what wounding of conscience what flames of Hell fire flashing in my face upon remembrance of my sinnes which I have acknowledged to my God in prayers and tears how long did I pray and desire others to pray for me before I could finde comfort how long did the Devill lead me away captive in sins which I knew not to be sin when I thought I had comfort and it was no true comfort till thou O my most lust and Loving God didst by the convincing power of thy Spirit discover to thy poor creature his own emptinesse and vilde condicion by nature I had both selfe love and spirituall pride within me how willingly would the Divell have posted mee to Hell with those sinnes hadst not thou O my God humbled me and made me see my self in the looking glasse of thy Word with thy Spirit I was meere vanity as the dust that fleeth away I confesse to thee my most just God my repentance was not true my sorrow and tears thou regardest not because I was selfe till thou threwest me down in my selfe and madest me humble I perceive thou delightedst not in mee nor had I such delight as now I blesse thy Name I do find and doe here set down in writing to the praise of thy Name to the exalting the eternal infinite mercies of thee my Eternal Loving God in Jesus Christ living in me to the sole praise of thy Name how long was I under the spirit of bondage how long did I fear the grand enemy of mankind the Devil but Lord thou hadst compassion upon me when I was afar off and how sweetly at last in the midst of tears and groans didest thou come and refresh my fainting soule with a still low but sweet voyce Sonne be of good choar thy sins are forgiven thee how often Lord hast thou turned my tears of sorrow into tears of joy what comfort hast thou given mee in my prayers when I found by faith in thee comfort from thee how hast thou strangly and powerfully with faith in the Lord Jesus taught me to pray unto thee with thine own Spirit how hath my soul often melted into tears from the apprehensions of thy Love and many manifest tokens of thy Love thou hast put my tears into thy bottle my heart makes an ekko as thou emptiest it so thou fillest it again and every heart-tear sounds a heart-filling joy Blessed are they that mourn for they shall be comforted oh what a calm doe I feele in my soul in my meditacion of thee and yet Lord when I look back upon the World and my own natural thoughts and consultacions with flesh and blood what rough tempestious waves do arise in my mind but Lord I trust in thee and did I not constantly servently call aloud to thee in my prayers Lord help me or I perish it were impossible I should be saved and how could I find such joy in tribulacion didest not thou keep up my heart by true saving Faith in thee my God in and through Jesus Christ the true consolacion of my poor soul in this weak creature O my God I cannot expresse thy Love to my poor soul it is infinite I am but finite I can but wonder and not enough thou breathest into me full streams of thy Love how doth my soul earnestly desire to empty it selfe in thee the more I expresse to thee the more thou fillest me how lovingly dost thou refresh my soul with thy blessed Spirit and how blessedly my soul yeeldeth to the love of thee my Love by thy Love in me my Love my Joy what melody do I hear what sweet low musick doth thy Spirit sound in my heart O that thou wouldest make it an Instrument that it live yet till it breath forth its sound and praises to thy Name name me for one of thy faithful servants to whom thou intendest to say well done my good and faithfull servant Lord not my will but thy Will be done by me thy poor and unworthy servant on Earth as it is in Heaven Lord I am thine do with me what thou wilt Lord let mee heare thy voyce let me know it that I may run willingly if thou call presently let me be ready with my wedding garment to meet thee sweet Jesus if thou bid me stay give me patience let thy Will be done by me in me with me doe what thou wilt Lord I am thine command willingnesse in me to obey thee in all thy Commands command what thou wilt my faith is such in thee thou wilt enable me thou wilt not forsake them that trust in thee Lord my trust is wholly in thee Lord thou knowest I am feeble and weak but thou art strong and powerful oh my God uphold me with thine Almighty power that I fall not from thee I am vilde and impure mutable but oh my God thou art holy and just pure unchangable immutably good my cheifest good my God I am uncertain but thou art certainly my most mercyful God my wayes are not like thy wayes O that thou wouldest direct my feet according to the revealed Will of thee my God but O my God I have not kept thy Statutes I have walked out of the way in the Wildernesse of sin but sweet Jesus thou sweetly tellest me thou art the way the truth and the Life I will therefore lay hold on thee thou hast promised me thy Love I am thine stay me I am sick thou art my life comfort me or I shall die warme my soul that it cool not cherish me my Love my heart will elce fayl me O God make me constant faithfull as thou art faithfull give me more golden apples of thy Love give that I may give thee the praise of thy Love give me yet more of the riches of thy grace that I may be liberall to others as thou art liberall to mee expresse more of thy Love to me that I may extoll thee in my expressions to others who are thy