Song 4.16 |Wind

Awake, O north wind; release my soul.
And come, thou south; carry me to heaven.
Blow upon my garden, O Holy Ghost,
That the spices thereof may flow out. 
Presence awakens life.
Let my beloved come into his garden, 
To feed among the Lilies, 
And eat his pleasant fruits,
Which his wind has grown.

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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