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(The Shulammite Bride)

16 
“Awake, O north wind,
And come, south wind [blow softly upon my garden];
Make my garden breathe out fragrance, [for the one in whom my soul delights],
Let its spices flow forth.
Let my beloved come into his garden
And eat its choicest fruits.”

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16 Awake, north wind,
    and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden,(A)
    that its fragrance(B) may spread everywhere.
Let my beloved(C) come into his garden
    and taste its choice fruits.(D)

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