“Awake, O north wind,
And come, wind of the south;
Make my garden breathe out fragrance,
Let its spices be wafted abroad.
May my beloved come into his garden
And eat its choice fruits!”
— Song of Songs 4:16
The seeker also realizes that her experience and constitution have made her precious. She has produced all kinds of choicest fruit and spices, and she has received so many blessings. She is not common before the Lord anymore. She has paid a high price and shed many tears. She has also experienced much enjoyment.
Adapted from The Journey of Life, page 242.