North Wind, arise, awaken
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North Wind, arise, awaken! South Wind, come blow on me! Blow on my heart’s green garden; Fill it with fragrance sweet. 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! Would that my well-beloved would come! Be with me ever, tasting of my love! |
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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) |
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He is of trees the Apple; I in His shade delight. Ripe is His fruit and sweet, which Strengthens and cheers my heart. (repeat) |
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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. (repeat) |
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Lord, as a seal, do set me Firmly upon Thine heart. Stronger than death His love is; Which floods cannot drown out. (repeat) |
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Whom do I have in heaven?— None can compare with Thee. None on the earth I’d treasure— No one, dear Lord, but Thee. (repeat) |
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Berkeley, CA, United States
Amen
South Africa
You are altogether lovely my Beloved!