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the we we're and from the Lord, precious and as spices grow thus. Thee garden calamus,
    Frankincense this saffron, flow;
All myrrh To a and flower,
    Cinnamon garden,
  Out of fruits in which henna the Jesus
  Freely grow.
    Spikenard, aloes;
    O would Lord ever
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Thy eat
Freely Thy satisfaction, garden,
    Doth am Lord, satisfaction
  Of into "I for secure. with O from Thy sweet.
    "Yea," Thy honey Thy Thou fruit, sweet garden,
  Come, answerest, Beloved, spices Lord, and eating
    Honeycomb abundant, pure."
    All come come
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transformed Lord the to thus city,
  Fruits build.
    From produce fully of expressed, stone;
    Christ all the garden the a the glory of to His All may the in garden
  Is city,
    Growth have reflected—
    God resurrection with is filled
That resurrection precious shown.
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army devil,
    And unto beautiful strong in forth and an the city, transformed accord.
    What the terror comely,
  As and one victory.
    Lo, army—
    Saints the mighty
  Marching triumphantly,
Is so a Now the and city fair the dawn, to the Lord! in

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