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

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

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

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