The Black Beauty: Written from Solomon's Songs

The Black Beauty: Written from Solomon's Songs

"Black, I am, oh! daughters fair,"
But my beauty is most rare;
Black, indeed, appears my skin,
Beauteous, comely, all within:
Black when by affliction press'd,
Beauteous, when in Christ I rest;
Black, by sins defiling flood,
Beauteous, wash'd in Jesus' blood:
Black, I am in mine own eyes,
Beauteous my Lord's I rise;
Black I am to men 'tis true;
Beauteous, in the angels' view:
Black, if Jesus frowns awhile,
Beauteous, then I see him smile;
Black, while in the tomb I lie,
Beauteous, when I mount the sky!

Unattributed

1:13, p. 52

1827.06.08

The following lines come to us from one of the sons of Africa, and prove we think that this race, depressed, degraded and trampled upon as they are by the whites, are not entirely brainless, as some seem to suppose. Enlighten and educate, and thus raise the character of this people, - let them known that we do not regard them as beasts that perish, but as immortals like ourselves. - and the difference between them and is, will only be seen in the complexion - New Haven Chronicle