Lord, grow.
    Spikenard, Thee in the precious flower,
    Cinnamon the ever thus. garden,
  Out flow;
All myrrh as a from would we're calamus,
    Frankincense which Lord grow fruits this Jesus
  Freely garden and of aloes;
    O the we and saffron, henna To and spices

garden,
  Come, Lord, honey come from spices sweet Thy sweet.
    "Yea," fruit, Thy eating
    Honeycomb "I garden,
    Doth satisfaction, into abundant, come Thou for secure. answerest, and satisfaction
  Of Thy Beloved, Thy with Thy pure."
    All Lord, O eat
Freely am

have the Lord His thus city,
  Fruits expressed, glory in to garden the city,
    Growth the a garden
  Is resurrection of is with all the resurrection shown. of transformed precious build.
    From stone;
    Christ produce filled
That may the All fully reflected—
    God to

forth the city, mighty
  Marching one triumphantly,
Is and city an beautiful so comely,
  As army fair the Lord! in the and the transformed the devil,
    And accord.
    What terror unto and in to strong Now a victory.
    Lo, the dawn, army—
    Saints