I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
that you tell him that I am faint with love.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
if you find my beloved,
that you tell him
I am sick with love.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I
am sick of love.
Reflection
Love of God will spread its own words. You just need to live it.
I love you, child of God.
— A Brother in Christ