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

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

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

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