Selected quad for the lemma: truth_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	life_n	spirit_n	way_n	4,708	5	4.7817	4	true

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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

thy grace so to instruct mee to pray and continue mee in praier vnto the presence of thy pitty that putting of the delights of the vanitie of this world I may put on the ioy of the vertue of thy loue beetaking my selfe to the Temple of thy Truth and only long in my soule to beehold the blessing of thy cōming come I say sweet Iesu come downe into my heart heale my wounded soule quiet my troubled spirit deliuer mee from this sinfull prison lighten my darckned eies take me out of this deadly sorrow into the ioy of thy eternall mercy where feeding on the fruict of my faith in the fauour of thy grace at the feet of thy presence I may see the paradise of my soule in a new song of thanckes giuing I may glorify thy holy name Amen A prayer vpon the queene of sheba hir comming to Solomon The fruict thereof The treasure of true wisedome which is onely in the word of GOD. O Infinitte and eternall God the ground of all vertue and giuer of all goodnesse the fountayn of vnsearchable deepe wisedome of the incomprehensyble Deity looke I humblye beeseech thee vpon the simple soule of thy silly creature The Queene of Sheba came to thy seruaunt Solomon to heere the wōder of his wit which compared to thy wisedome is as nothing and shall not I come to thee for the knowledge of my cōsort yes my deere LORD let thy mercy be my tutor thy wisdome my lesson thy comfort my lyfe Teach me euer how to pray what to hope for in my prayer and how to bee thanckfull or thy blessings teach me wisdome to know thee knowledge to serue thee Grace so to loue thee that I may neuer liue to leaue thee bee thou the cōtemplatiō of my study the letters of my reading the woord of my continuall remembrance the note of my Comfort the white of my loue and ●he light of my lyfe Inspire my hart with thy holy spirit leade mee in the way of thy truth and blesse mee with the ioy of thy peace that leauing this desart where fooles loose their wittes emong the followers of thy will I may heere the wonders of thy wisdome where the saith of the s●mple finde the summe of their felycity that beeing pardoned my faults healed of my folly in the seruice of my faith I mai glorify thy holy Maiestie but oh Lord shee brought gifts of great value which she presented vnto thy seruaunt I haue nothing to giue thee but my selfe vnworthy present for thy presence but sweet Lord I beeseech thee refuse not thy seruant though vnworthy thy fauour and instruct me in thy law though vnworthy thy loue that hauing thy lesson in my heart I may teach thy wil vnto the world graunt this oh deere God for thy deere beloued Sonne IESVS CHRIST his onely sake to whome with thee and the holy Ghost three persons but one GOD bee all Honour and Glory humbly ascribed of mee and all thy poore vnworthy seruants in all things for all things and aboue all things world without ende Amen A praier vpon the words of Peter vnto Christ in the time of his transfiguration Luke ix verse 33. The fruict therof the ioy of the faithfull O How amiable are thy dwellings my deer Lord Iesu how pleasant are thy graces how comfortable are thy mercies more sweet are they to my hart then hony vnto my mouth yea sweeter then hony and the hony combe when thy holy Apostle Peter beeheld thee transfigured beeing rauished in soule with the sweet of thy countenance then could he say heere is good beeing LORD so my sweet sauiour when in my soule I behold but one beame of thy bright loue I can say to my self it is good being with thee LORD for better is it not to be at all then to be without the comfort of thy blessing blesse mee therfore sweet IESV I beeseech thee with the feeling of thy goodnes the comfort of thy mercy the ioy of thi loue and let mee saie to my selfe whiles I am in this body of sinne in this wretched world heere is ill being LORD wher I am so much without thee and onely their is good beeing where I might neuer bee from thee that being rauished with the sweetnes of thy brightnes I might make my poore soule a tabernacle for thy dwelling that beeing clensed from my sinne by the onely merite of thy mercy sweeted in my soule by the oile of thy grace in the fruicts of thancks giueing I may Glorifye thy holly name Amen A praier vpon Mary Magdalens weeping at the Sepulcher Iohn xvi The fruict thereof the vertue of constancy in the loue of the faithfull KNock saiest thou sweet Iesus it shall bee opened vnto vs seeke we shall finde aske wee shall haue oh my deer God long haue I sought thee with the zealous loue of my hart knocking at the gates of thy grace with the sighes of vnfained sorrow beging with bitter tears but one drop of thy mercy but my deere God sinne did so blind mee that I went still out of the way that doth lead mee to thy will sin did so oppresse me I could not come at thy grace yea sinne did so dismaie mee that I was afraide of thy mercy but now sweet Lord being cleered of my blindnes by the light of thy holy word and seeing the gates of thy grace open to the passage of the Repentaunt emong the hopes of the faithfull I beg an almes of thy mecry I reed oh Lord of Mary Magdalens great grace who being a great sinner yet by a great repentance receiued a great measure of thy mercy in sorrow she sought thee in humility she loued thee in loue shee found thee yea aliue shee loued thee dead shee mourned for thee buried she sought thee and risen she found thee sweetly was shee blessed that hauing once beegon to seeke thee could neuer leaue till she found thee hauing once found thee did so deerely loue thee that in the depth of hir loue shee had no ioie to liue from thee sweet Iesu so giue me grace to seeke thee that in thy grace I may finde thee by thy grace I may loue thee in thy gratious loue I may liue to beehold thee open mine eares that I may heare thee call and open mine eies that I may see thy goodnesse open my hart that I may with teares attend thee and open thy handes to take mee wholy vnto thee mortify my flesh that my soule may liue shut me not from the gates of thy grace but keep mee vnder the shadow of thy wings lead mee through the darknes of sinne into the day light of thy loue the first day in the weeke and earely in the morning let mee seeke thee let the prime of my youth and the whole time of my pilgrimage bee onely emploied to the finding out of thy fauour let mee feare nothing while thou art my hope nor bee