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John Wesley
John Wesley (June 28 [O.S. June 17] 1703 March 2, 1791) was an Anglican minister and Christian theologian who was an early leader in the Methodist movement. Methodism had three rises: the first at Oxford University with the founding of the so-called "Holy Club"; the second while Wesley was parish priest in Savannah, Georgia; and the third in London after Wesley's return to England. The movement took form from its third rise in the early 1740s with Wesley, along with others, itinerant field preaching and the subsequent founding of religious societies for the formation of believers. This was the first widely successful evangelical movement in the United Kingdom. Wesley's Methodist connection included societies throughout England, Scotland, Wales, and Ireland before spreading to other parts of the English-speaking world and beyond. He divided his religious societies further into classes and bands for intensive accountability and religious instruction. Methodists, under Wesley's direction, became leaders in many social justice issues of the day including prison reform and abolitionism movements. Wesley's strength as a theologian lay in his ability to combine seemingly opposing theological stances. His greatest theological achievement was his promotion of what he termed "Christian perfection," or holiness of heart and life. Wesley insisted that in this life, the Christian could come to a state where the love of God, or perfect love, reigned supreme in one's heart. His evangelical theology, especially his understanding of Christian perfection, was firmly grounded in his sacramental theology. He continually insisted on the general use of the means of grace (prayer, Scripture, meditation, Holy Communion, etc.) as the means by which God transformed the believer. Throughout his life, Wesley remained within the Church of England and insisted that his movement was well within the bounds of the Anglican Church.[1] His maverick use of church policy put him at odds with many within the Church of England, though toward the end of his life he was widely respected.

hymn: thou hidden love of god
 
 
Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathom'd no man knows,
I see from... [read poem]
the last man
 
 
By heaven and hell, and all the fools between them,
I will not die, nor sleep, nor wink my eyes... [read poem]
song of the stygian naiades
 
 
Proserpine may pull her flowers,
Wet with dew or wet with tears,
Red with anger, pale ... [read poem]
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