Letters From God


Julie Andrews


Song of Songs 2:10-13 My lover spoke and said to me "Arise my darling, my beautiful one and come with me" See the winter is past: the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth: the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit: the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling, my beautiful, come with me