Date: 1739

"Hourly within my Breast renew / This holy Flame, this heav'nly Fire; / And Day and Night be all my Care / To guard this sacred Treasure there."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1739

"More hard than Marble is my Heart, / And foul with Sins of deepest Stain: / But Thou the mighty Saviour art, / Nor flow'd thy cleansing Blood in vain. / Ah! soften, melt this Rock, and may / Thy Blood wash all these Stains away."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1739

"O that I as a little Child / May follow Thee, nor ever rest / Till sweetly Thou hast pour'd thy mild / And lowly Mind into my Breast."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1739

"Stamp thy whole Image on our Heart, / And all our Souls be Thine!"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1739

"Fill our whole Souls with heav'nly Light, / Melt with Seraphick Fire."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1743

"My heart and flesh cry out for God: / There would I fix my soul's abode, / As birds that in the altars nest."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1745

"Thrice shou'd Rebellion rear her Head, / With Front of Brass, but Heart of Lead"

— Whaley, John (bap. 1710, d. 1745)

Date: 1745

"Thou'lt weep, I know thy gentle Soul, my Fair, / No senseless Steel, no rugged Flint dwells there."

— Whaley, John (bap. 1710, d. 1745)

Date: 1745

"He who his rising Anger can't controul, / Shall rue the Sallies of his heated Soul, / Shall wish, in Agony of Heart, undone / What Passion will'd in absent Reason's Throne."

— Whaley, John (bap. 1710, d. 1745)

Date: 1745

"Anger's a short-liv'd Madness, and with Sway, / Rules Sovereign if not tutor'd to obey"

— Whaley, John (bap. 1710, d. 1745)