¹⁶ Awake, O north wind,
And come, O south!
Blow upon my garden,
That its spices may flow out.
^(A)Let my beloved come to his garden
And eat its pleasant ^(B)fruits.

¹¹ The Lord will guide you continually,
And satisfy your soul in drought,
And strengthen your bones;
You shall be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.

¹² Therefore they shall come and sing in ^(A)the height of Zion,
Streaming to ^(B)the goodness of the Lord—
For wheat and new wine and oil,
For the young of the flock and the herd;
Their souls shall be like a ^(C)well-watered garden,
^(D)And they shall sorrow no more at all.