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

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

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

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