Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Thy city sweet lord, is now become unfaithful, And her conditions, are turned up so down. Her life is unchaste, her acts be very hurtful, Her murder and theft, hath darkened her renown. covetous rewards, doth so their conscience drown, That the fatherless, they will not help to right, The poor widows cause, come not afore their sight, Thy peceable paths, seek they neither day nor night, But walk wicked ways, after their fantasy. Convert their hearts lord, and give them thy true light. That they may perceive, their customable folly. Leave them not helpless, in so deep misery, But call them from it, of thy most special grace, By thy true prophets, to their souls health and solace. First they had fathers, than had they patryarkes, Than dukes, than judges, to their guides and monarch, Now have they stout kings, yet are they wicked still, And will in no wise, my pleasant laws fulfil. Always they apply, to idols worshipping, From the vile beggar, to the anointed king. For that cause thou haste, in two divided them, In Samaria the one, the other in Jerusalem. The king of Iuda, in Jerusalem did dwell, And in Samaria, the king of Israel. Ten of the twelve tribes, became Samarytanes, And the other two, were Hierosolymytanes. In both these countries, according to their doings, Thu permyttedest them, to have most cruel kings. The first of Iuda, was wicked king Roboam, Of Israel the first, was that cruel Hieroboam. Abia than followed, and in the other Nadab, Then Basa, than Hela, than Zambri, Ioram and Achab. Then Ochosias', then Athalia, then Ioas, On the other part, was Ioathan and Achas. To rehearse them all, that have done wretchydlye, In the sight of thee, it were long verily. For the wicked sin, of filthy idolatry, Which the x, tribes did, in the land of Samarye, In space of one day, fifty thousand men I slew, Three of their cities, also I overthrew. And left the people, in such captivity, That in all the world, they wist not whither tefle. The other ij. tribes, when they from me went back, To idolatry, I left in the hand of Sesack. The king of Egypt, which took away their treasure, Conveyed their cattle, and slew them without measure. In time of Achas, an hundred thousand and twenty, Were slain at one time, for their idolatry. Two hundred thousand, from thence were captive led. Their goods dispersed, and they with penury fed. Seldom they fail it, but either the Egyptians, Have them in bondage, or else the Assyreanes. And alone they may, thank their idolatry. we'll, yet blessed lord, relieve them with thy mercy. Though they have been ill, by other princes days▪ Yet good Ezechias, hath taught them godly ways. When the prince is good, the people are the better. And as he is nought, their vices are the greater. heavenly lord therefore, send them the consolation, Which thou hast covenanted, with every generation. Open thou the heavens, and let the lamb come hither, Which will deliver, thy people all together. Ye planets and clouds, cast down your dews and rain, That the earth may bear, out healthful saver plain.
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T5 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
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Thy cytie swete lorde, is now become vnfaythfull, And her condycyons, are turned vp so downe. Her lyfe is vnchast, her actes be very hurtefull, Her murther and theft, hath darkened her renowne. Couetouse rewardes, doth so their conscyence drowne, That the fatherlesse, they wyll not helpe to ryght, The poore wydowes cause, come not afore their syght, Thy peceable pathes, seke they neyther daye nor nyght, But walke wycked wayes, after their fantasye. Conuert their hartes lorde, and geue them thy true lyght. That they maye perceyue, their customable folye. Leaue them not helpelesse, in so depe myserye, But call them from it, of thy most specyall grace, By thy true prophetes, to their sowles helthe and solace. First they had fathers, than had they patryarkes, Than dukes, than iudges, to their gydes and monarkes, Now haue they stowte kynges, yet are they wycked styll, And wyll in no wyse, my plesaunt lawes fulfyll. Alwayes they applye, to ydolles worshyppynge, From the vyle begger, to the anoynted kynge. For that cause thu hast, in two deuyded them, In Samaria the one, the other in Hierusalem. The kynge of Iuda, in Hierusalem ded dwell, And in Samaria, the kynge of Israel. Ten of the twelue trybes, bycame Samarytanes, And the other two, were Hierosolymytanes. In both these cuntreyes, accordynge to their doynges, Thu permyttedest them, to haue most cruell kynges. The first of Iuda, was wycked kynge Roboam, Of Israel the first, was that cruell Hieroboam. Abia than folowed, and in the other Nadab, Then Basa, then Hela, then Zambri, Ioram and Achab. Then Ochosias, then Athalia, then Ioas, On the other part, was Ioathan and Achas. To rehearce them all, that haue done wretchydlye, In the syght of the, it were longe verelye. For the wycked synne, of fylthye ydolatrye, Whych the x, trybes ded, in the lande of Samarye, In space of one daye, fifty thousand men I slewe, Thre of their cyties, also I ouerthrewe. And left the people, in soch captyuyte, That in all the worlde, they wyst not whyther tefle. The other ij. trybes, whan they from me went back, To ydolatrye, I left in the hande of Sesack. The kynge of Egipt, whych toke awaye their treasure, Conuayed their cattel, and slewe them without measure. In tyme of Achas, an hondred thousand and twentye, Were slayne at one tyme, for their ydolatrye. Two hondred thousande, from thens were captyue led. Their goodes dyspersed, and they with penurye fed. Seldom they fayle it, but eyther the Egipcyanes, Haue them in bondage, or els the Assyreanes. And alone they maye, thanke their ydolatrye. Wele, yet blessed lorde, releue them with thy mercye. Though they haue bene yll, by other prynces dayes▪ Yet good Ezechias, hath taugh them godlye wayes. Whan the prynce is good, the people are the better. And as he is nought, their vyces are the greatter. Heauenlye lorde therfor, sende them the consolacyon, Whych thu hast couenaunted, with euery generacyon. Open thu the heauens, and lete the lambe come hyther, Whych wyll delyuer, thy people all togyther. Ye planetes and cloudes, cast downe your dewes and rayne, That the earth maye beare, out helthfull sauer playne.