Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	day_n	love_v	soul_n	2,570	5	4.7753	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A09942	Praiers of holi fathers, patryarches, prophetes, iudges, kynges, and renowmed men and wemen of eyther testamente; Bible. English. Selections.	Brunfels, Otto, 1488-1534. Precationes Biblicae.	1544 (1544)	STC 20200; ESTC S105486	67,253	226

me not ouer vnto myne oppressoures Bee thou suertie for thy seruaunte to doo hym good that the proude dooe hym no wronge Myne eyes are wasted awaye with lookynge for thy healthe and for the woorde of his ryghteousnesse Goo to deale with thy seruaunt a cordyng vnto thy louyng mercy and teache me thy statutes I am thy seruaunte Gh graunte me vnderstanding that I may know thy testimonies It is tyme for thee Oh Lorde laye to thyne hande for they haue destroyed thy lawe For I loue thy commaundementes aboue golde and preciouse stone Therfore holde I strayghte all thy commaundementes and all false wayes I vtterly abhorre Thy testimonies are wonderfull therfore dooeth my soule kepe theim When thy woorde gooeth forthe it geueth lyght and vnderstandyng euen vnto babes I open my mouthe and drawe in my breathe for I desyre thy commaundementes Oh looke thou vpon me and bee mercyfull as thou vsest to dooe vnto those that loue thy name Order my gooynges after thy woorde that no wyckednesse raygne in me Delyuer me frome the sclaunders of menne so shall I kepe thy commaundementes Shewe the lyghte of thy countenaunce vnto thy seruaunt and teache me thy biddynges Myne eyes gushe out with water bycause menne kepe not thy lawe Ryghtuouse arte thou Oh Lorde and true is thy iudgemente The testimonies that thou haste commaunded are exceadynge ryghtuouse and true My zeale hathe euen consumed me because myne enmyes haue forgotten thy woordes Thy woorde is tryed vnto the vttermoste and thy seruaunte loueth it I am smal of no reputacion yet dooe I not forget thy commaundementes Thy rightuousnesse is an euerlasting ryghtuousnesse and thy lawe is true Trouble heuinesse haue taken holde vpon me yet is my delight in thy commaundementes The ryghtuousnesse of thy testimonies is euerlastyng Oh graunt me vnderstandyng and I shal lyue I call with my hole hearte heare me Oh Lorde I wyll kepe thy statutes Yea euen vpon thee I dooe calle helpe me and I shall kepe thy testimonies Early in the mornynge doo I cry vnto thee for in thy woorde is my truste Myne eyes preuente the myghte watches that I myghte bee occupyed in thy woordes Heare my voyce Oh LORDE a cordynge vnto thy louyng kyndnesse quycken me a cordynge as thou arte wonte They draw nygh that of malyce persecute me and are farre from thy law Be thou nygh at hande also oh Lord for thy promyses are faythful As concernyng thy testimonies I haue knowen euer sythens the beginning that thou haste grounded theim for euer Oh consider myne aduersitie and delyuer me for I doo not forget thy law Mainteyn thou my cause and defend me quycken me a cordynge vnto thy woorde Health is farre from the vngodly for they regarde not thy statutes Greate is thy mercy Oh Lorde quycken me as thou arte wonte Many there are that trouble me and pursue me yet dooe not I swarne frome thy recordes It greueth me when I see that the transgressoures kepe not thy lawe Consyder Oh Lorde howe I loue thy commaundementes and quicken me with thy louyng kyndnes Thy woorde is true for euer all the iudgementes of thy ryghtuousnesse endure for euermore The tyrauntes persecute me withoute cause but my hearte standeth in awe of thy woordes I am as glad of thy woorde as one that fyndeth greate spoyles I hate and abhore lyes but thy lawe do I loue Seuen tymes a daye dooe I prayse thee becauce of thy ryghtuouse iudgementes Great is the peace that they haue whiche loue thy lawe and they are not offended at it Lorde I looke for thy sauynge healthe and dooe after thy commaundementes My soule kepeth thy recordes and loueth theim exceadynglye I kepe thy commaundementes and testimonies for all my wayes are before thee Let my complaynte come before thee Oh LORDE geue me vnderstanding a cordyng vnto thy woorde Lette my supplicacion come before thee delyuer me a cordyng vnto thy promyse My lypes shal speake of thy prayse seyng thou haste taughte me thy ordinaunces Yea my tongue shall synge thy woorde For all thy commaundementes are ryghte lette thyne hande helpe me for I haue chosen thy commaundementes I longe for thy sauynge healthe Oh Lorde and in thy lawe is my delyght Oh let my soule lyue and prayse thee that thy iudgemētes may helpe me I gooe astraye lyke a shepe that is loste seke thy seruaunte for I dooe not forgette thy commaundementes ¶ When wee are broused and humbled in heart and contrarywyse the worlde reioyseth and triumpheth Psal 130. OVte of the depe call I vnto the Oh Lorde LORD heare my voyce Lette thyne eares consider well the voyce of my complaynte If thou Lorde wylte bee extreme to marke what is dooen amysse oh Lord who maye abyde it But there is mercye with thee that thou mayste bee feared I looke for the Lord my soule doeth wayte for hym in his woorde is my truste My soule dooeth paciently abyde the Lorde frome the one mornyng to the other Let Israel trust in the Lorde for wyth the Lorde is mer●ye and plentuous redempcyon And he shall redeme Israell from all hys synnes ¶ To bee delyuered from bloude souppers that busye theimselues to plucke vs from the way of God bothe by force and crafty meanes and whiche labour to abolyshe Goddes woorde Psal 140. DElyuer me Oh Lorde from the euyll menne preserue me frome the wycked menne whiche imagyne myschefe in they re heartes and styrre vp stryfe at all seasons They sharpen theyr tongues lyke a serpente adders poysone is vnder they re lyppes Kepe me oh Lorde from the hand of the vngodly preserue me from the wycken menne whiche are purposed too ouerthrowe my gooynges The proude hath layde a snare for me and spred a nette abrode with cordes yea and sette trappes in my way But my saiyng is vnto the Lorde thou art my God heare the voyce of my prayer oh Lorde Oh Lorde God thou strenth of my health thou hast couered my head in the daye of battayle Lette not the vngodly haue his desyre Oh Lorde lette hym not haue his purpose leaste he bee to proude Lette the mischeft of their owne lyppes fall vpon the head of theim that compasse me about Let hote burnyng coles fall vpon theim lette theim bee cast into the fier into the pyt that they neuer ryse vp again A man full of woordes shall not prosper vpon the earthe a malicyous and wycked person shall bee hunted away and destroied Suer I am that the Lorde wyll auenge the poore and mainteine the cause of the helplesse The rightutuouse also shall geue thankes vnto thy name and the iuste shall contynue in thy syghte ¶ That GOD may kepe vs that wee synne not with our tongue neither excuse our synnes as hypocrytes dooe Psal 141. LOrd I call vpon thee haste thee vnto me and consider my voice When I cry vnto thee lette my prayer bee sette forth in thy syght as incence and let the lyftyng vp of my handes bee an euenyng sacrifyce Set a