On Reading Monsr. de RENTY's Life. Rev. Charles Wesley Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T31323 K034809.000 Wesley, John, 1703-1791. Wesley, Charles, 1707-1788. Hymns and sacred poems: Published by John Wesley, ... and Charles Wesley, ... London printed by William Strahan; and sold by James Hutton; and at Mr. Bray's 1739 p. 16. x,[6],223,[1]p.; 12⁰.

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On Reading Mons r . de RENTY's Life . WE deem the Saints , from mortal Flesh releas'd , With brighter Day , and bolder Raptures blest : Sense now no more precludes the distant Thought , And naked Souls now feel the GOD they sought , But thy great Soul , which walk'd with GOD on Earth Can scarce be nearer by that second Birth : By Change of Place dull Bodies may improve , But Spirits to their Bliss advance by Love . Thy Change insensible brought no Surprize , Inur'd to Innocence and Paradise : For Earth , not Heav'n , thou thro' a Glass didst view , The Glass was Love ; and Love no Evil knew , But in all Places only Heav'n did shew . Canst Thou Love more , when from a Body freed , Which so much Life , so little had of Need ? So pure , it seem'd for This alone design'd , To usher forth the Virtues of the Mind ! From Nature's Chain , from Earthly Dross set free , One only Appetite remained in Thee : That Appetite it mourn'd but once deny'd , For when it ceas'd from serving GOD , it dy'd .