| Verse Reference | Verse Text |
|---|---|
| Son 4:16 | 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. |
| Isa 1:30 | For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water. |