Date: 1742

"What means this struggling in my breast, / If Thine is steel'd against my prayer?"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1742

"My soul is dead, my heart is stone, / A cage of birds and beasts unclean, / A den of thieves, a dire abode / Of dragons, but no house of God."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1749

"Happy soul, as silver tried, / Silver seven times purified, / Love hath broke the rock of stone, / All thy hardness melted down"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1749

"Yes; our soul the iron enters, / Sin is perfect misery"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1749

"Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1749

"From all idolatrous excess, / From earthly dross refine, / And on my simple heart impress / The character Divine"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1766

"And, with ten thousand fervent pray'rs, have strove / Thy iron heart, O ruthless death! to move."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Gen'rous bosoms, more than gems of gold, / Rich funds of morals, knowledge, sense, unfold; / Transmitting each, to each, the rising store, / For wisdom's plants, while cropping, flourish more, A magic circle! whose enchanted round, / Admits no fiend to tread the hallow'd ground."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Her gentle soul's with richer treasure stor'd, / Than Indian mines, and sands, and woods afford."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Her tuneful tongue with eloquence and ease, / The golden merchandize of thought conveys; / Brisk fancy wafts it with her sprightly gales, / While judgment ballasts all the swelling sails."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)