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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
ground_n	great_a	see_v	stand_v	1,629	5	5.1656	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A89009	An exhortation to all people in general. Together with a warning to the drunkards of England, who were my companions in the kingdom of darkness, whom my soul pities. : Being a testimony to the way and truth of God ... / Robert Maynforth.	Maynforth, Robert.	1691 (1691)	Wing M1489A; ESTC R180492	13,790	42

Who promises your Souls to feast But you that 's by the Serpent led And likewise by the Hireling fed Poor food it is unto your Souls You feed on Earth amongst the Moles The dust you know is Serpent's meat And Plagues is to them that do eat Of any Bread but that is living Which is not of the Father's giving Which he keeps for his Children dear Even those that do him always fear Then those that have their birth-right sold For their Belly must pine with Cold And hunger must them pinch beside Because the Lord they have deny'd Who would have fed them to the full And cloth'd them better then with wool But seeing the Lord you have deny'd Before you came for to be try'd What you could suffer for his Name Rather then to deny the same The greater Plagues will be your due Then if you had not been i' th' view Of such things as are not fading Freely given without upbraiding Unto all those that faithful be Who lives and walks in purity But you that have prefer'd your Lives Children Houses or your Wives Before the Lord that bought you dear That you his Name might always fear Better you had not profest his Name Nor have made mention of the same Seeing you proved so deceitful And to the Truth turned hateful What may you now of him expect Who doth his Grace and Love reject For those that know their Master's will And accordingly do not fulfill More stripes are due unto their Back Then them that do such knowledge lack Repent repent I say with speed That from your Sin you may be freed For God is near to pardon all That in his Life do cry and call Or with the Wicked receive your hire Eternally in flames of Fire To the suffering Seed and Birth Immortal TO the Seed which yet in bondage lies And under great oppression cries To be delivered from such thrall That it is pressed down withall By the sad weight of earthly power Through the Enchantments of the Whore Which is gone forth over the Lands And 's not excluded with great Bands For all Nations under the Globe Polluted are with the Whore's Robe And none can stand against her Horns But in that Might that bore the Thorns And that 's the force that will subdue Her filthy and rebellious crue By which he will likewise make way For his own Seed without delay To pass as through a Sea of Water And all his Enemies soon will scatter Even Pharaoh like withall his Host And leave them not a man to boast Of what they 've gotten by their Might In all their Fightings in the Night Therefore all come and lay to heart The honest thing and set apart That which is evil in the ground And keep within the modest bound And you will see an Army great That in your hearts have got a seat Which will be work enough to quell For by your strength you 'l not repel Nor any force beneath the Sun Can that remove they have begun Unarm'd therefore you cannot stand Before the power of such a band Nor are you likely to prevail But must before them surely fail If not well armed with the Sword Of the Spirit which is the Word O' th God of Life of Power and Might Able to drive all out of sight That shall oppose his holy Will And likewise can their Blood soon spill So then it s not the strength of Arm Of Flesh that can preserve from harm Nor any force of humane Nature That can preserve men in that stature But that they must even soon decay If not refreshed day by day With the pleasant and living streams Which shines so bright with Chrystal beams Which springs and flows in these our dayes And fills our Hearts and Mouths with praise That we cannot now silent be But to declare what we do see And if the Enemy should prevail To cast our Bodies in some Goal As he hath done some heretofore Which faithful Testimony bore Against the Rulers in those times Who Spirit-worship counted crimes In this his day that God hath rais'd A Seed for which his Name be prais'd And if our Mouths be stopt from speaking In this good day of Light out-breaking We know the Lord can raise the dead To come with praises on their head Tho' they were dead as any Stones And had no moisture in their Bones Yet that would not be Consolation To those poor Souls in Reprobation But as we abide in the Spirit We see the wicked cannot inherit The promises made to the Seed According as hath been decreed Therefore they hate us every way Yet for them we can freely pray The Lord to open their blind Eyes That they may see whom they despise And this we can desire at large The Lord lay not unto their charge What they against us here have wrought When they our Lives Livings sought So Lord if it stand with thy Will Bring many Saints to Sion's Hill To hear thy Voice and pleasant Song Which thou hast sent the Babes among To be their comfort in this time Where Innocency is counted crime Which is a time of great tryal To prove if we will make denyal Of our true Faith and our Profession As those have done who want possession Of that sweet Life that shall endure And be to thine a comfort sure In which O Lord us always keep That we be safe when others sleep In their carnal securitie Blind i' th' darkness they cannot see From which O Lord keep us alwayes In thy pure Life thy Name to praise To the Hireling Shepherds ALL you that Preachers made by man See who requir'd that of you than To teach and preach for Lucres sake Under pretence Christians to make But your chief aim is for your gain Which makes you run with might and main To get your Merchandizes sold At a dear rate both new and old For to maintain your greedy paunch Which is your God him for to stanch A Law you have for to compel People to come to buy and sell Without approving of your Wares They must accept them as their shares Altho' they be not worth the buying Yet pay they must without denying Are not these sad and unjust things To pay for them no profit brings And this you sell without controul Which adds no comfort to the Soul Nor all the feigned words you steal Cannot a wounded Conscience heal But daubing with untempered durt Instead of Cure you do them hurt For still you seem to be in nature Ravenous Wolves in humane stature Which doth both raven and devour Rich mens Estates as also poor Tho' you be clothed with Sheep-skin The Wolf 's alive in you within Which makes you rob spoil the flocks And utterly destroy men's stocks You 'r Truth-resisters by your signs Being the men of corrupt minds And such as now cumber the Ground For no good Fruit in you are found So you are prov'd the fruitless Trees And like the drones which