Date: 1739

"O come, and consecrate my Breast: / The Temple of my Soul prepare, / And six thy Sacred Presence there!"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1739

"Long my imprison'd spirit lay, / Fast bound in sin and nature's night: / Thine eye diffused a quickening ray; / I woke; the dungeon flamed with light; / My chains fell off, my heart was free, / I rose, went forth, and follow'd Thee."

— 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

"Open a window in our breast, / That each our heart may see"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1755

"Thy answer is in more than words express'd, / I read it through the window in thy breast"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1767

"And make our hearts Thy constant home"

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: September 2, 1770 to September 12, 1773; October, 1770 [1777]

"So simple a people I scarce ever saw. They did 'open the window in their breast.' And it was easy to discern, that God was there, filling them with joy and peace in believing."

— Wesley, John (1703-1791)

Date: 1803

"Friends, while they honour Stanmore's fair outside, / The grateful feelings of my Heart divide, / And, filling up my Soul's respective cells, / Each in its warmest mansion ever dwells!"

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

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"Thoughts, like Churl's corn, in chamber'd stores entomb'd, / Devour'd by vermin, or, decay, consum'd; / Whose fruits might food, or opulence, afford; / Enrich the Rich, or bless the poor Man's board."

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

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"Could, with one thought, most beauteous castles build, / With tasteful furniture, all, instant, fill'd, / But could not monies coin, or form firm land / To make fond Fancy's mimic turrets stand!"

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