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

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

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

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