The Bible

That! That! There I was told
That I the Son of God am made,
His Image. O Divine! And that fine Gold,
With all the Joys that here do fade,
Are but a Toy, compared to the Bliss
Which Hev'nly, God-like, & Eternal is.

That We on earth are Kings;
And, tho we're cloath'd with mortal Skin,
Are Inward Cherubins; hav Angels Wings;
Affections, Thoughts, & Minds within,
Can soar throu all the Coasts of Hev'n & Earth;
And shall be sated with Celestial Mirth.