Date: 1707

"How sad our State by Nature is! / Our Sin how deep it stains! / And Satan binds our captive Minds / Fast in his slavish Chains."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1707

"And while he makes my Soul his Guest, / My Bosom, Lord, shall be thy Rest."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1707

"'O let my Name ingraven stand, / 'Both on thy Heart and on thy Hand."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1707

"Then let thy Name be well imprest / As a fair Signet on my Breast."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1707

"Why should we vex and grieve his love, / Who seals our souls to heavenly life?"

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1709

"O stamp upon my Soul / Some blissful Image of the fair Deceas'd / To call my Passions and my Eyes aside / From the dear breathless Clay."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1709

"Ay me! Where roves my Fancy! What kind Dreams / Crowd with sweet Violence on my waking Mind!"

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1709

"Bring down the Piece,Urania, from Above, / And let my HONOUR and my LOVE / Dress it with Chains of Gold to hang upon my Heart."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1709

"I know the Kindred-Mind. 'Tis she, 'tis she; / Among the Heav'nly Forms I see / The Kindred-Mind from fleshly Bondage free."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1709

"Joy must beat high in ev'ry vein, / Pleasure thro' all thy bosom reign;"

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)