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

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

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

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