Selected quad for the lemma: mercy_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
mercy_n	hear_v	lord_n	son_n	6,467	5	5.9464	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A25318	An Account of the last hours of Dr. Peter du Moulin, minister of Gods word, and professor of divinity at Sedan who dyed in the said town, March 10, 1658, stylo novo / translated into English out of the French copy printed at Sedan.		1658 (1658)	Wing A304; ESTC R1231	10,086	32

thy promises I am thy creature Thou hast led me and taught me from my youth O forsake me not in this last period of my life Have mercy upon me my God my Father have mercy upon me O Lord hear O Lord forgive O Lord hearken and do deferre not for thine own sake O my God even for thy Sons sake who hath loved me and hath given himself for me That meditation of Gods mercy he did much stretch himself upon saying The mercy of God is infinite as himself no sin so great but may be remitted How great was Aarons sin that made the golden calf How grievous that of David in the businesse of Vriah And that of Salomon whom God had so highly honoured whose heart was seduced by the love of strange women to the abominable worship of false Gods And yet God said of him that if he brake Gods statutes and kept not his commandements he would visit his trangression with the rod and his iniquity with stripes but neverthelesse he would not utterly take his loving kindnesse from him Then making application to himself he cryed out Thou wilt pardon me even me also O my God Thou wilt deliver me from every evill worke and save me into thy heavenly Kingdome Let me dye the death of the righteous Let me see thy face in righteousness Let me taste those goods of which thou hast given me many foretasts O how happy a thing it is to live in Gods fear and to dye in his peace His sicknesse being violent and his paines sharp one of the Ministers seeing how he suffered bad him to be of good cheere because the time of his deliverance drew nigh How welcome you are to me said the holy patient with that good news Wellcome kind Death O how happy shall I be to see my God to whom my heart hath been of a long time aspiring He will be mercifull to me Pray to him that he perfect his worke in me Thē feeling his pulse It is intermittent said he and to another it would presage a sudden death but my soul cleaves so fast to this wretched body that it shall have much adoe to come out of it Sometimes the violence of his pains extorted some complaints from him O Lord said he lay not too heavy a hand upon thy poor servant Thou hast sufficiently afflicted me to make me sensible of my sin Then correcting himself he added Nay Lord I am far from murmuring against thee I have kept my self from that in my long trials Why I have deserved infinitely more then I suffer Bruise this dust and ashes my body and save my precious soule As miserable as I am I would not exchange my condition with that of a King while I hope in the grace of my God He would be entertained with good discourses and delighted much that his friends should helpe him with those texts of Scripture which were the fittest to strengthen his faith and raise his hope And when they began a text he would end it and added something to it or did illustrate it with some interpretation As when one told him the words of Jacob I have wayted for thy salvation O God he said Many of our Doctours by that salvation understand the temporall deliverances which God did promise his people but I will apply it to my self in the same sense as you take it When the words of the hymne of Zacharias were used to him of the tender mercy of our Lord whereby the day spring from on high hath visited us He added presently Yea it is that Sun of righteousnesse with healing in his wings Likewise when he heard that text of P. 130. I wayt for the Lord my soul does wayt and in his word do I hope he said that word is the promise of the Gospel that whosoever believeth in Jesus Christ hath everlasting life That is the word which my soul doth wayt for He had very often the Ps 51. in his mouth and insisted especially upon this verse The sacrifices of God are a broken Spirit a broken and a contrite heart O God thou wilt not despise and then he would say That sacrifice O my God I offer unto thee Thou knowest my heart and how it is bruised and wounded with sorrow that I have offended thee Forgive me my God graciously forgive me all my sins deale with me as thou didst with the poor Publicane as with the humble Canaanitish Woman as with the converted thief O let me be this day with thee in Paradise crucifie the old man within me kill that man of sin which is too quick and too strong and raise me unto newnesse of life that I may behold thy face and be with my saviour Iesus Christ He had a particular love for the holy tongue Seeing a Student that was learned in the same he desired him to read before him some Psalmes in Hebrew Then he began to reckon how many names were given to God in the Old Testament making learned considerations upon each Thus passing from one good discourse to another he gave occasion to the Student to aske him whether he thought that Hebrew was the Language used in the Kindome of Heaven That is not revealed said the Doctor neither do I think that the Language of Heaven is known here in Earth but I think that wee shall learn it in a moment when God shall be all in all and that is that tongue of Angels which St. Paul mentions This is as other things which God hath prepared for those that love him things which eye hath not seen nor ear heard and which are not come into a mans heart The next Lords day morning being visited by the Minister that was to preach in the morning he desired him that for his sake the Congregation should sing the one and fiftieth Psalme which he would often repeat with a profound humiliation He had also the hundredth and thirtieth in his mouth very often and the two and thirtieth Once having said the first and second Verses of that Psalme Blessed is he whose trangression is forgiven whose sin is covered Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity and in whose Spirit there is no guile he added Thou knowest Lord that in sincerity and without guile I humble my self before thy face I am a miserable sinner and durst not lift up mine eyes towards thee did I not trust both in thy commandement and promise Such as labour under the sense of their miseries are those whom thou callest saying Come unto me all yee that labour and are heavy laden and I will ease you O then let me come unto thee Draw me Lord that I may run after thee I am tyred I am weary to be absent from my God My soul thirsteth for God for the living God when shall I come and appear before God Alas I am unworthy of it for I am conceived in sin My whole life hath been a continued transgression yet farre be it from me to doubt