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

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

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

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