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

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

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

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