An Hymn upon St. Bartholomew's Day

What powerful Spirit lives within!  
 What active Angel doth inhabit here!  
 What heavenly light inspires my skin,  
Which doth so like a Deity appear!  
A living Temple of all ages, I
 Within me see  
 A Temple of Eternity!  
 All Kingdoms I descry  
 In me.  
 
 An inward Omnipresence here
Mysteriously like His within me stands,  
 Whose knowledge is a Sacred Sphere  
That in itself at once includes all lands.  
There is some Angel that within me can  
 Both talk and move,
 And walk and fly and see and love,  
 A man on earth, a man  
 Above.  
 
 Dull walls of clay my Spirit leaves,  
And in a foreign Kingdom doth appear,  
 This great Apostle it receives,  
Admires His works and sees them, standing here,  
Within myself from East to West I move  
 As if I were  
 At once a Cherubim and Sphere,
 Or was at once above  
 And here.  
 
 The Soul’s a messenger whereby  
Within our inward Temple we may be  
 Even like the very Deity
In all the parts of His Eternity.  
O live within and leave unwieldy dross!  
 Flesh is but clay!  
 O fly my Soul and haste away  
 To Jesus’ Throne or Cross!
 Obey!