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

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

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

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