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

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

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

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