Selected quad for the lemma: england_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
england_n	great_a	see_v	time_n	3,503	5	3.1848	3	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B05465	Englands great deliverance, or Great Britains fears and tears in joy compleated, the Popes great hopes, priests, monks, and all defeated. Our noble King and Queen God's agents were, then God preserve them, as he sent them here.	T. S.	1689 (1689)	Wing S159; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[181]	1,466	1

ENGLANDS Great DELIVERANCE OR Great Britains Fears and Tears in Joy Compleated The Popes great Hopes Priests Monks and all Defeated Our Noble King and Queen God's Agents were Then God preserve Them as he sent Them here WHen this most Noble Kingdom Britain Great Lay Languishing in a deplored State. When Popery had almost got the Day And Peeter's bore so great a Sovereign Sway. When Rooms black Locusts sent by Pope and Devil Were Plotting Hatching and Contriving Evil. When Pope and Devil so united were With tho' most Hellish Cruel Cut-Throats here When their design'd Gurs'd Massacre drew nigh The very Time for our Mortality When all their Traps were Set all put in Order As if no Arm of Flesh could stop the Murder When Hundreds dreaded every Night their last Though Guards for safety up and down were plac't When on the very Brink we Tottering stood Then Then the God of Mercy for our good Beholding their Dark Hellish Murtherous Ends His Holy Angel straight to Holland sends To stir the Heart up of that Noble PRINCE To Land an Army here for our Defence And to Incite our Noble Protestants To joyn with them to Help in all their Wants Then to Defend us and put them to Shame This brave Heroick PRINCE of Orange came He and his Men prevail'd ' cause God had sent them Rome's Darlings fail'd because God did prevent them God sent this Hero to Defend our Cause The Pope sent them for to pervert our Lawes God stood for us when they were hatching Evil God sent the Prince they sent by Pope and Devil They could not-Fight but fled ' cause God did scare them Just like the Syrians when no Army near them They fled for Fear not hurt at all and why Because from Heaven God view'd their Villainy Smiting their Murtherous Hearts with Dread and Terrour Which may convince all Cut-Throats of that Errour Then Judge you Papists had your Cause been good God would have Help't you and you would have stood But God abhor's your Whore and for that Thing He sent that Noble Prince now Britains King. To stop your Treacherous Plots from going further Your Massacres or your Religious Murther We also Hope God will put from his Throne That Antichrist that Whore of Babylon His wickedness for Holiness he hath none For Holiness belongs to God alone How dare's then that Seven Headed Scarlet Beast Presume that Title to be God-like grac't Doth he not dread Heavens Vengeance to begin First on himself pretending Pardons for Sin. Can he Pardon others for a little Pelf Whose Power is too weak to pardon Himself Can he pardon Sins past present and to come To Rogue or Whore that Bribes him with a Sum But to the Poor who nothing have to give They in their Sins must Dye as well as Live. So then by this the Rich are only Blest And of the Poor this Monster makes a Jest Yet to declare his Charity and Glory He grants them time to stay in Purgatory Until some of that Crew being met together Pray's them from thence to go they know not whether Blind Block-Heads is your Ignorance so great That you can't see this Grand Religious Cheat. Come Come we 've now a Noble King and Queen both Protestants seldom in England seen Whom God hath sent to be our Faith's Defenders In spite of Pope and all his false Pretenders They will not suffer Babels Whore to Reign They hate your Rubbidge and your Priests disdain They hate your false Religious Murtherous Zeal Your Plots and Treasons God will still reveal Then ope ' your Eyes and see your Horrid Cheat And be converted er'e it be too Late Be of our Faith then we shall all affect You Then will our Noble King and Queen protect You. For to protect us God hath sent them hither Both to preserve our Faith and Chu●ch together Then God preserve our Noble King and Queen From Plots and Treasons and from Romish Spleen And Grant that we may our Lives Amend And serve the Lord our God unto the End. T. S. April the 6th 1689. This May be Printed R. MIDGLEY LONDON Printed for John Newton near the Sugar ●oaf in Bell-Alley Coleman street 1689.