Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	life_n	light_n	soul_n	6,880	5	5.1250	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B02404	A song for this sad times; composed by one of the now many wanderers, when much separated from the society of men, and somewhat incommodat for other works to divert him from vain ravings, and for to humble and recreat his own spirit. / By Mr. Jo. Castairs, Minister of the Gospel at Glasgow, when under imprisonment.	Carstairs, John, fl. 1646-1660.	1691 (1691)	Wing C647; ESTC R170904	13,168	34

him face to face 101. And through his great converse with GOD the skin of 's face did shine That none could speak with him unless a vail was drawn thereon 102. Nay more with his own hands the LORD his body did interr And rais'd him up with Jesus Christ transfigured to confer 103. So many things so great and strange met never in one man Nor to this day his parallel the world afford none can 104. Accordingly the Spirit 's pen his Epitaph thus drew No Prophet since like him arose whom face to face GOD knew 105. Yet he even he so rare a Man for one slip payes thus dear Is this not of GODS jealousie a demonstration clear 106. Had our gross ills let be our slips such marks on them set now All hopes to see GOD this side Heaven would be cut off I trow 107. And very like it may so with this generation be That he in trouble waste our dayes and years in vanity 108. But free and soveraign grace I grant makes such Prognosticks fail When not in common rule but by prerogative he 'l deal 109. And if with us he take not now this very soveraign way We 're gone and in our sins we will and troubles pine away 110. He is so very jealous that his love cannot endure That any soul espous'd to him should gade and play the whoor 111. Nay such is his love jealousie that he 'l not be at peace If such but turn the least aside strange bosomes to imbrace 112. And though it be most true that he putting away doth hate Yet even for unchaste whoorish looks his dear spouse he will beat 113. This thought sometimes rolls in my mind that this our age quite wrack That of GODS jealousie and dread there hath been gross mistakes 114. The greatest rage of mortal men is sure their jealousie Wherein of the great gods we may some dark resemblance see 115. By this if Men be once inrag'd none may them stand before And this though mixt with love yet makes his Children dear to roar 116. By this if he be roused up and with his feet but stamp On the most stout or stupid sp'rits i● puts a mighty damp 117. His jealous frowns his wrath rebuk● for sin mans beauty makes Moth like consume so vain he proves when wrath hold on him takes 118. As when he giveth peace none dare to make trouble be bold So when in wrath to hide his face none can him then behold 119. Were all this and much more beleiv'd that told as truth might be To sport with what provokes his wrath so bold we durst not be 120. But who of 's wrath the mighty power doth know and understand Sure none but such as are in 's fear instruct with a strong hand 121. This is most sure when sense of wrath trysts with an other crosse That man though dearly lov'd yet will be at a mighty loss 122. This doth dump fright reel confound and put the man in doubt He can but cry ah now alase my sin hath found me out 123 For great infirmities sustain yea will the sprit of man But a wrath wounded spirit for sin who is he that bear can 124. GODS terrours though a friend will put a man upon a rack And if they should continue long would him even distract 125. To cross'd and werstling man knew we what but one smile would yeild In troubles this would most take up to have GOD reconcil'd If I unfold could all the truth on this concerning theame That writen is upon my spirit as a bright sun beam 127. O child of GOD thou would'st no more from him to cisterns go But still cry out as most averse I 'le no I 'le no I 'le no. 128. This for the time I do declare should death me now approach For all these cisterns pits and brooks my soul in thirst should scorch 129. If but one scruple of his wrath were mingled in my cup The poyson thereof quickly would even all my sprits drink up 130. What then could cisterns pits and pools In such a choak availl When fire from heaven sent in my bones against them would prevail 131 It would within me doubtless raise such Soul inflaming drought That all these could not yeild what would once cool or wet my mouth 132. But Dives like I should be forc'd in that hate flame to cry O that the least drop watter now to cool my tongue had I 133. But one wayes then my thirst to quench to drink life water ay Nothing this Fever heat to cooll but at lifes well to stay 134. O lingering time run swift take wings flee quickly and be gone That I in HEAVEN with him may be and see His Face anone 135. There Cristal Rivers pure and clear from under 's Throne proceeds Wherefore the first draught surely would quench all my thirst with speed 136. There would I drink and eke forgett all by past misery And never more remember would my former poverty 137. Then take their last Good-night would all my jealousies and fears And me for ever bid farewel all sighs all groans all tears 138. To these the Lambs and Moses song Triumphant would succeed That revelation would surprise my soul in very deed 139. For unto it light life and love would follow allwayes no doubt And thence again would joyful praise for evermore flow out 140. For at 's right Hand most perfect joyes and sweetest Pleasures be Make haste make haste Lord Jesus Christ O bid me come and see 141. The Sp'rit and Bride did long since say Come come LORD unto me And thou again didst make reply Surely I come quickly 142. Then for that glorious day my soul do thou long cry and call Wherein the LORD JEHOVAH may to me be All in All 143. Till shaddows flee and that fair day shall break and on me dawn Make me O LORD to live as thine and never more mine own 144. If thou at first didst make and frame and then redeemedst me Should I not judge I ought to live eternally to thee 145. O if to me to live were once most precious Iesus Christ Then death would unto me be gain and we should friendly tryst 146. Though death me found shipwrackt at sea or in a forraigne Land At home in prison or in bonds or in the murtherers hand 147. Though it may meet in boots or block In gibbet fire or blood Even mank't or maim'd dismembred all it would my friend stand good 148. For death by Christ death's reconceil'd and will not friends annoy But to the place of the King them wish and save convoy 149. Where what shall be our welcome home our best is to agree To make a humble reference till we come there and see 150. And when in that assembly great GOD this referr shall call Then what is neaven sight will resolve more then did nearings alll 151. We as amaz'd then will cry out the one half was not told Of all the glory that