Song of Solomon 4:16
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Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
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My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved.
Then He said to me, “Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and tell the breath that this is what the Lord GOD says: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe into these slain, so that they may live!”
you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ.
So after I have completed this service and have safely delivered this bounty to them, I will set off to Spain by way of you.
The wind blows southward, then turns northward; round and round it swirls, ever returning on its course.
The wind blows where it wishes. You hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”
Then Jesus told him, “Get up, pick up your mat, and walk.”
By pouring this perfume on Me, she has prepared My body for burial.
But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.