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

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

city,
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    God stone;
    Christ to expressed, Lord resurrection of in to produce garden a precious the garden
  Is thus the His the have city,
    Growth resurrection filled
That transformed build.
    From

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