The King and His garden series

 

“A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up.

Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruits, with henna and nard,

Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree, with myrrh and aloes and all the finest spices.

You are a garden fountain, a well of flowing water streaming down from Lebanon.

Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread everywhere. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice fruits.

Song of Solomon 4:12 – 16 (NASB)

 

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