Selected quad for the lemma: world_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
world_n	live_v	lust_n	ungodliness_n	2,363	5	11.3178	5	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A85044	A new proclamation: or a warning peece against all blasphemers, ranters, Quakers, and shakers; both men and women: who goe up and down teaching, that imbracing ungodlinesse, and worldly lusts, they should live unsoberly, unrighteously, ungodly.	I. F.	1653 (1653)	Wing F25; Thomason E708_11; ESTC R207154	2,144	9

A NEW PROCLAMATION OR A WARNING PEECE AGAINST ALL Blasphemers Ranters Quakers and Shakers both Men and Women Who goe up and down teaching That imbracing ungodlinesse and worldly lusts they should live unsoberly unrighteously ungodly PSAL. 50.19 Thou givest thy Mouth to evill and thy Tongue frameth deceit LONDON Printed for M. S. and are to be sold at the Blue Bible in Green Arbour 1653. A Word to the RANTERS who goe up and down teaching men and women that imbracing ungodliness and worldly lusts they should live unsoberly unrighteously ungodly in this present World O Land how doth thy Church to ruine run By Schismes broken and by Sects undone O how they swarm no age could ever tell A brood too monstrous for their parallell Freedome of conscience rid us from this thrall Of spirit and the yoke Episcopall This once was all the cry and this we see As quickly turn'd to fleshly liberty Each now will please himself and things devise Right in his own wrong in his Makers eyes Things 't is a shame to speak things that do call For ruine or repentance generaell If we our sins like Sodome do declare Without repentance let 's expect their fare Speak out ye Jewes what losse your land befell By suffring of one cursed Jezabel By winking at if nor approving much Her wicked waits we have an hundred such Who act her sins and to encrease the tale Have furn●sh'd out and rigg'd a thousand sail Of new unheard of sins that near before Durst venture landing on our British shore Oh that a man unto himself dare's tie The title of eternall Majesty And say hee 's God! this I a sin may call The Devill ne'er was chargeable withall Oh that a worme a man should dare t' advance Himself above a heavenly ordinance What equall with thy Maker none but he Can claim such Independent liberty The Devill himself dares not but stoops and stands Riseth and goes as Heavens King commands Oh that a man should offer to cast off That yoke that Christ cals easie make a scoffe At Gospell precepts and put on the face To make a sing-song at the means of grace Were such conditions to the Devils sent Would they reject them sure they would repent Oh that a man should curse swear whore and cry 'T is a delight to Heavens Majesty The Devill durst ne'er declaim on such a theme To prove it pure religion to blaspheme Oh that a man ii sin should take his swing And mock at judgement say there 's no such thing The Devill dares not will not this denay But trembles and beleeves a Judgement day Oh that a man dares call without all fear Gods precepts bondage and his Law severe The Devill ne'er Gods Lawes durst dare to fame Illegall though a rebell to the same O wofull England who e're thought to see Such wretches born and monsters bred in thee But are there any such Yea such are these Ranters or Rakehels call them which you please A Ranter what is he one that lives in All wickednesse and saith he cannot sin Hee 's one that blusheth not but in the light Declares his sin like to a Sodomite Hee 's one that saith there 's neither Heaven nor Hell Prepared for a Saint or Infidell He spurnes the Bible and he doth deny To Christ his kingly Soveraignty His Ordinances and his Lawes so just He barks at these because they bite his lust To holinesse and Gospell walking he Equals the Devill for an enemy Hee 'l swear and curse and drink and hath the face To boast of these as Characters of Grace When he blasphemes the most he dares expresse That God doth act him in his wickednesse Hee 's one that would all civill right destroy And turn all to a strange community With each mans interest hee 'l have to doe His goods his wife his maid and daughter too Hee 's one that hath attain'd the high'st degree In Satans Schoole Hels Universitie Forgetting God this wretch becometh then The pride of Devils and the shame of men When he and his fraternity do meet 'T would make a man amaz'd to hear them greet With woulds and bloud thou devill dog thou whore This is their language and a deal such more These salutations past they do not fail To call for Wine Tobacco Beer and Ale These being the spirits they 'r inspir'd by Half drunk half mad each hath his prophesie A first stands up and doth relate That he from Heaven is sent To cry down both in Church and State All formes and government Pack Ministers and Magistrates We will have no such things We Ranters are sole Potentates Both Prophets Priests and Kings There is no sin another cries This thing call'd righteousnesse Is but a trick that some devise Our freedome to suppresse Then let 's be free in jollitrie Let all our time be spent Hee 's but a Daw that stands in awe Of a Commandement There is no Hell another cries This is a fancy cleare Nor is there any place of joyes Call'd Heaven but what is here Then let 's dance round and tear the ground And gig it whilest we may We will not fear although we hear Tales of a judgement day Thus they proceed in speaking till each one Hath told his hellish revelation When these are past then to such pranks they fall As if there were indeed no Judge at all No ear to hear no eye that e're discries Their sordid words and foul adulteries 'T is shame to tell what these both doe and say Not in a secret but an open way Here 's dancing tumbling swearing as there were No men nor women but all Devils there No God no good no sin no hell no blisse O tremble heaven and hell and earth at this And tremble Ranters tremble at your state And see your sin before it be too late Naked before the Lord your folly lies You cannot cheat him with your Mysteries Nor yet the world for all men now conclude The Atheist reigns in all your multitude I. F. FINIS