The Black People

Can the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots? then may you also do good, who are accustomed to do evil.

His head and his hair were white as white wool, like snow. His eyes were like a flame of fire. — read the full passage →

He made from one blood every nation of men to dwell on all the surface of the earth, having determined appointed seasons, and the boundaries of their dwellings,

His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved — read the full passage →