Awake, O North Wind

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:  Used by Permission

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