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

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

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

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