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  • A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. (Song of Solomon 4, 12)

  • Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits. (Song of Solomon 4, 16)

  • I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: 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; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. (Song of Solomon 5, 1)

  • My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. (Song of Solomon 6, 2)

  • I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded. (Song of Solomon 6, 11)

  • I also came out as a brook from a river, and as a conduit into a garden. (Ecclesiasticus 24, 30)

  • I said, I will water my best garden, and will water abundantly my garden bed: and, lo, my brook became a river, and my river became a sea. (Ecclesiasticus 24, 31)

  • Bountifulness is as a most fruitful garden, and mercifulness endureth for ever. (Ecclesiasticus 40, 17)

  • The fear of the Lord is a fruitful garden, and covereth him above all glory. (Ecclesiasticus 40, 27)

  • And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city. (Isaiah 1, 8)

  • For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water. (Isaiah 1, 30)

  • For the LORD shall comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the LORD; joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody. (Isaiah 51, 3)


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