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

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

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

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