A treatise of self-denial. By Richard Baxter, pastor of the church at KidderminsterA treatise of self-denial. By Richard Baxter, pastor of the church at Kederminster

Flesh. Nature made me a man, and gave me sense: Changing of Nature is a vain pretence: It taught me to love women, honour, ease, And every thing that doth my senses please.

Flesh. Nature made me a man, and gave me sonse: Changing of Nature is a vain pretense: It taught me to love women, honour, ease, And every thing that doth my senses please.

Spirit. Nature hath made thee Rational; and Reason Must rule the sense, in ends, degrees and season. Reason's the Rider: sense is but the Horse: Which then is fittest to direct thy course? Give up the reins, and thou becomest a beast; Thy fall at death will sadly end thy feast.

Spirit. Nature hath made thee Rational; and Reason Must rule the sense, in ends, degrees and season. Reason's the Rider: sense is but the Horse: Which then is fittest to direct thy course? Give up the reins, and thou becom'st a beast; Thy fall at death will sadly end thy feast.

Flesh. Religion is a dull and heavy thing, Whereas a merry cup will make me sing. Love's entertainments warm both heart and brain: And wind my fancy to the highest strain.