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

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

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

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