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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
earth_n	lord_n	see_v	world_n	5,471	5	4.4220	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A93386	Heights in depths and depths in heights or Truth no less secretly then sweetly sparkling out its glory from under a cloud of obloquie. Wherein is discovered the various motions of an experienced soul, in and through the manifold dispensations of God. And how the author hath been acted in, and redeemed from the unknown paths of darkness; wherein, as in a wilderness, he hath wandered without the clear vision of a Divine Presence. Together with a sincere abdication of certain tenents, either formerly vented by him, or now charged upon him. Per me Jo. Salmon	Salmon, Joseph.	1651 (1651)	Wing S415; Thomason E1361_4; ESTC R209192	18,864	71

* Hast thou Faith have it to thy selfe any man 3. I now am made to speak because I am almost weary of speaking and to informe the world that silence hath taken hold of my spirit The thunder-strokes of the Almighty have to purpose uttered their voices in me heaven and earth have trembled at their dreadfull sounds the Alarm being over ther 's silence now in heaven for how long I know not I lie quietly secure in the Lord while I see the whole world consuming in the fire of envie one against another I heare much noyse about me but it serves onely to deafen me into the still slumbers of Divine rest The formall world is much affrighted every form is up in Arms to proclaim open wars against it selfe The Almighty power is dashing one thing against another and confounding that which hee hath formerly faced with the glory of his own presence Hee setteth up and casteth down and who shal say What doest thou Come then O my Soule enter thou into thy Chamber shut thy doores about thee hide thy selfe in silence for a season till the indignation bee blown over Reader I heartily bid thee farewel commending thee into that bosome of love where I rest Thine in silence Heights in Depths AND Depths in Heights OR TRVTH no less secretly then sweetly sparkling out its GLORY from under a Cloud of OBLOQUIE VAnitie of Vanities All is Vanitie saith the Preacher The highest piece of wisdom is to see wisdom it self but Vanity The whole world is a Circle including nothing but emptiness * Worldly Wisdom it self is but a womb of Wind whose wringing Pangs pretend the birth of pure Substance but in times revealing Order it am it s nothing except travel for sorrow whose high aspires do cursorily expire into an airy notion even while it appears to be something it proves nothing Man walketh in a vain shew he shews to be a man and that 's all * Below Here is nothing that truly is because it * What God doth he doth for ever abides not things onely appear to be and so vanish I am satisfied in nothing so much as in knowing that * In the world nothing can satisfie me We seem to live in the State of variety wherein we are not truely living but onely in appearance in Unity is our life in one we are from one divided we are no longer While we perambulate variety we walk but as so many Ghosts or Shadows in it that it self being but the Umbrage of the Unity To descend from the oneness or Eternity into the multiplicity is to lose our selves in an endlesse Labyrinth To ascend from variety into uniformity is to contract our scattered spirits into their original center and to finde our selves where we * In Eternity by Gods decree were before we * As to outward appearance were Certainly when a man looks upon the face of things and with a serious inspection eyes the shaken Frame of them he must conclude that there is somthing above and beyond all appearances which can onely and alone satisfie If we look upon the Temporay or more outward state of things good Lord how subject is it to revolutions and vicissitudes what is it that we can call certain but onely uncertainty Behold the Lord maketh the earth empty and voyd he layeth it waste it reels to and fro like a drunkard all its Foundations are out of course one change succeeds another while the earth is become subject to a constant inconstancie The world travels perpetually and every one is swoln full big with particularity of interest thus travelling together in pain and groaning under enmity labouring to bring forth some one thing some another and all bring forth nothing but wind and confusion this is certainly a great evil that God hath given men to be exercised withall under the sun If further we cast our eye upon those things which promise greater Stabillite viz formes of righteousnes and Religion alas how doth experience daily informe us of the violent turnings and overturnings which are incident to these also Doth not the Almighty power blast those things daily which have been most in request amongst us is he not dashing one forme against another as potters Vessels what lively Characters of sudden mortalitie may we runn and read upon all * So farr as they are bare form outward formes what meanes this great noyse and stir that alarmes the world continually the bitter contention that intermixes it selfe with mens wayes and worships the perpetuall clashings of one forme against another The heaven of forme is passing away which goes not without much clamour strife and contention Thus is it the Lords will that people shal labour in the fire and weary themselves for very vanitie The farther a man * As Adam who desired to be as God to know good and evill reaches beyond himselfe to contemplate an incomprehensible glory though his labour may be delightfull yet hisloss will prove very * I speak by deep experience extensive While with a swift winged ambition we are transported into the sublimity of notion the Scorching influences of the heavenly Splendor meets us as it were with an untimely check Singes the golden plumes of our soring fancies down we fal into unconceivable depths of darknes Ob. How then shall a man attaine to a onenes and communion with this inaccessible glory Sol. Seeing there is no way probable for us by our most lofty aspires to interesse our selves in that We must patiently expect its seasonable descension upon us whose nature it is to * Out of al our dross tinn for he is as a refiners fire consume us into it selfe and to melt us into the same nature and likenes And truly till this come and thus manifest it selfe all that man can doe to acquire satisfaction does but multiply his sorrow upon his head and augment cares upon his spirit Vanitie vanitie all is vanitie It is but vanitie for me to write vanitie for you to read Words are but wind you read you know not what and perhaps I write I know not what and so let it be till God will have it otherwise There is a set time for ever purpose under heaven vanity hath its time also nay time it selfe is but a lengthened threed of vanitie there 's no reallity but in eternitie When time shall be no longer then things will appeare in their proper and perfect substance Well to every thing there is a season a time to * A vaine thing cast a way stones and a time to gather stones together I know not very well which of these times I am now under while I am thus busied It may be I am now casting stones against the wind that is but vanity However if so methinks the wise reader might find some better employment then to stand as a spectator of such folly and madnes Truly I would very willingly say