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

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

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

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