Awake, O north wind , and come hither, O south;
my garden desires the feel of a mouth.
The fragrance is strong, and it needs to be spread,
so someone will join me to dine here in bed.
Photo: by Dainis Graveris on Unsplash
Source: Song of Solomon 4:16
Text: David Alexander, 2021 CC BY-SA
Tune: St. Merryn, Public Domain
Audio: www.smallchurchmusic.com Used by Permission