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

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

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

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