1 Daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my well-belov'd,
Strongly represent my Flame;
Tell him how my Heart is vom';
Sick of Love, I, panting, lie:
O! bid him haste, or else I die.
2 What is this Belov'd of thine,
O thou fairest among Women?
What Perfections in him shine?
Say why thou conclud'st there's no Man
Beautiful and true as he?
O! why this solemn Charge from thee.
3 My Belov'd is white as Snow,
Ruddy as the new-blown Roses;
Th; White his Deity doth show,
Th' Red his human Form supposes;
From each Spot and Blemish free,
O chief among ten Thousand he!
4 His Head is as the finest Gold,
His bushy Locks black as a Raven;
His Worth and Wisdom still untold
In our Songs, here, or in Heav'n:
Once with Thorns, crown'd now with Pow'r;
O he's the Man whom I adore!
5 His Eyes are as the Eyes of Doves,
Innocent, chaste, strong, and piercing,
Darting on me richest Loves;
His Heart's Language still rehearsing;
Their Omniscience guards my Ways;
O how attracting are his Eyes!
6 His Cheeks are as the spicy Bed,
Sweeter than the sweetest Flowers,
Of a lovely crimson Red;
Perfect Beauties, strongest Powers,
Clust'ring in his Face are seen:
O fairest of the Sons of Men!
7 His Lips, like Lilies, kindly give
Words as Myrrh, most sweetly smelling;
words, whereon his Children live,
Angel's Harmony excelling;
When Love's Silence first he brake,
O Heav'n was in the Word he spake!
8 His Legs, as Marble Pillars, stand
On find Gold, of long Duration,
Shews his Strength and high Command:
Man in God, the sure Foundation;
Bears eternal Government;
O in his Love is true Content!
9 His Count'nance more glorious is
Than Lebanon's tallest Cedar;
Majestic more than all its Trees,
'Mongst all Beauties he's the Leader;
The Creation is too low,
O my Belov'd, thy worth to show!
10 O how beauteous is his Mouth!
Sweetest Heav'n is in his Kisses;
Always speaking Words of Truth,
Promising ten thousand Blisses;
I, his gracious Words believe:
O he ne'er will nor can deceive!
11 He's beyond Description fair,
Sweet, and lovely all together;
All Relations in him are,
Bridegroom, Brother, Husband, Father,
Wonderful this Man divine!
O all Perfections in him shine!
12 O! ye Daughters, this is he,
This my Friend, and well-belov'd;
Could you but his Glory see,
Soon my choice would be approv'd;
Won, like me, by conq'ring Love,
O ye my Flame would quickly prove.
James Relly was born about 1722 at Jeffreston, Pembrokeshire, Wales, and died in 1778. He was converted to Christianity during the Great Awakening ushered in by George Whitefield. He worked under George Whitefield as a Calvinistic Methodist preacher and missionary. However, Whitefield and Relly separated ways over Relly's seemingly universalist teaching that all humanity was elect (i.e. saved) when Christ took the punishment for all sin when he died. He also departed from both the Calvinists and Methodists by taking the doctrine of Justification further, in teaching that believers no longer sin and the Law's sole purpose is to condemn humanity and point them to Christ.
He was the mentor of John Murray, the founder of the Universalist Ch… Go to person page >