Selected quad for the lemma: spirit_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
spirit_n	work_n	world_n	zealous_a	89	3	8.6825	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96786	Westrow revived. A funerall poem without fiction. / Composed by Geo: Wither Esq. That God may be glorified in his saints; that the memory of Thomas Westrow Esq; may be preserved, and that others by his exemplary life and death may be drawn to imitation of his vertues. Blest are the dead who dye in Christ; for, from their labours they do rest; and, whether they do live or dye, his saints are precious in his eye.	Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1653 (1653)	Wing W3211; Thomason E1479_4; ESTC R208732	38,095	76

his humane failings So he had also risings and prevailings And all GODS Saints have lesse advantag'd been By their own righteousnes then by their sin For both must be disclaim'd and they brook worst And find it hardest to renounce the first He by stil cleaving to the true foundation And gratious Author of our preservation Found himself safe when all those works were gone Which he had vainly builded thereupon And was well pleas'd to see that turn'd to smoke Wherein he formerly had pleasure took Which vvere it heeded vvell vvould sans all doubt Conclude those Quarrels which arise about Our superstructures and must be denide As useles when by fire they shall be tride To truth essentiall he did firm adhear Although sometimes in termes he did appear To leave it And when thither he retired Where he in quiet privacy expired His mind he so compos'd did so confute All self-mistakings by a self-dispute And so examined and so repented All whereto by mistakes he had assented Unwarrantably whether it related To ought which had been publickly debated Or privatly For Church or Common-weal For GOD or men And there so setled all His Interests that vvith a quiet mind He did enjoy the peace he sought to find And unto GOD a resignation made Of will opinions and of all he had Even of his selfnes and therein found more Enjoyment then in all the world before His body was consumed by the zeal He bore to GODS house and this Common-weal And by foreseeing that he might outlive The honour of that Representative Of which he was a Member For when he And I our thoughts confer'd we might foresee That in a short time as my muse foretold Some moneths before it came that happen would Which now is come to passe although those few Who to the Publike Interest were true Had neither counsel nor endeavour spar'd To help keep off the mischief that was fear'd Ere therefore actually it did ensue Tir'de out with vain endeav'rings he withdrew A place for his retirement he had chose Near to the Banks of Thame vvhere backvvard flovvs The Tide at highest up against the stream That he might neither be too far from them To vvhom he had Relations nor too nigh To such as might disturb his privacy There what he could not other waves promote He sought to further by a zealous Vote There private prayers offered he at home That GOD himself would for the time to come Assume the Work and call in those thereto Who might accomplish what they could not do The World thus left He er'e it him forsook Against the Flesh the Spirits part he took And by their combatings attain'd to have A Resurrection er'e he had a Grave But lo their long fought Battel novv is past The Spirit triumphs and the flesh at last By yeelding to be conquered hath vvon More then by being victor it had done And now is lodg'd in her withdrawing-room To rest untill the tiumph-day shall come There from it labors let it therefore cease There let it lye in hope and rest in peace Till to a better life that Flesh and we Rais'd by a second Resurrection be There to appear where we shall fully know What is but darkly apprehended now Where we shall see the root of all those things Whence flow our needless bitter Quarrellings And where accordingly we shall receive To what we acted or as we beleeve Oh! come LORD JESUS come and fetch us thithes Gather thy Saints and chosen-ones together And mean time in that Saint be glorifi'd For whose commemoration I provide By thine and their examples who do follow Their steps Oh! so inform us how to hallow Our hearts so cleanse our hands and guide our feet That they now gone before and we may meet Thou that art both our life and way therto That open door through which we are to go A Fountain alwayes flowing to refresh The thirsting Spirit and the fainting Flesh Supply unto us by thy Holy Ghost What by our selves and others we have lost O thou who being GOD'S eternal Son To free us from a dungeon leftst a Throne And underneath his heavy wrath didst lye Till thou crid'st out Lamasabakthani To Heav'nly joyes convert our earthly greef Decrease our doubtings and increase Beleef Our carnal love improve to love divine Till our Affections loose themselves in thine Oh! let that Love from whence all beings flow Which made all things above and all below Whose Wisdom did first set them in their way Whose Providence preserv'd them to this day And shall hereafter govern and dispose That which keeps Order and that which misgoes Oh! hasten to perfection hasten on The work intended ere the world begun And let that Glory which produce it shall Be his and his alone that 's ALL in ALL. Thus mused I or much if not the same To this effect before the morning came These contemplations ere I knew him dead By thinking on my Friend conceiv'd I had Which afterward in words thus up I drest To leave it thereby vocally exprest What penance I was put to for omitting A duty my obligements well befitting Then as the dawning Light began to creep About my Chamber I fell fast asleep Next day no longer meaning to defer A Visit but till means prepared were I meeting with a Friend of his and mine Informed him what I did predivine What I had suffered what I have done With what I had that day resolv'd upon And to prevent it was assur'd by him That my Presagings were no idle dream For he was dead indeed and on the morrow To be interr'd which did renew my sorrow And reingage me further to pursue What to his pious Memory is due For there is much behind as yet unsaid Which being truly known and duly weighd Will add a fairer lustre to his Fame Not without some reflectings to my shame For leaving him without a Valediction Who was so true a Friend in my affliction Assoon therefore as I have gotten leisure What 's yet remaining forth in Words to measure Expect it and in pawn thereof till I Shall to your view expose it let this lye With this ensuing Epitaph till He Shall honour'd by a better musing be The EPITAPH HIs GRAVE though he desired none With Name or Title thereupon Was made below this Marble stone And here interred now He lies To wait CHRISTS coming in the Skies At whose approach the DEAD shall rise Yet seek not here among the DEAD On stones or brass or sheets of Lead What to his honour may be read But if you more of him would hear Peruse the sheets whose Forefronts bear His NAME inscribed and read him there For though that MONUMENT be built Withou cost graving paint or guilt It shall remain when this is spilt Yea though it hath but paper wings It shall out last those lasting things Which make up Monuments for Kings CANTO the second After a due preoccupation It offers to commemoration Particulars Insists upon