North Wind
arise
awaken!
South Wind
come blow on me!
Blow on my heart’s green garden;
Fill it with fragrance sweet.
Would that my well-beloved would come!
Be with me ever
tasting of my love!
Pour on His head my spikenard
Rub with my hair His feet;
As on His throne He’s sitting
Make all His house smell sweet.
(repeat)
He is of trees the Apple;
I in His shade delight.
Ripe is His fruit and sweet
which
Strengthens and cheers my heart.
Thou Whom I love
come hither—
I’m Thine
and Thou art mine—
Into the fields let’s go forth
Tasting their fruits so fine.
Lord
as a seal
do set me
Firmly upon Thine heart.
Stronger than death His love is;
Which floods cannot drown out.
Whom do I have in heaven?—
None can compare with Thee.
None on the earth I’d treasure—
No one
dear Lord
but Thee.
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