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

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

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

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