“One family — we dwell in Him,
One church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.”

— Charles Wesley

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 150.

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English Methodist and hymn writer 1707–1788

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