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

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

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

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