- For It Is Not Like a Dry Wreath
- 1 The Lord is upon my head like a wreath,
- and I will not be removed.
- 2 Braided for me was the wreath of truth,
- and it caused your branches to bloom within me.
- 3 For it is not like a dry wreath that blooms not,
- 4 but you live upon my head
- and have bloomed upon me.
- 5 Your fruits are full and ripe;
- they are full of your healing.