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

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

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

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