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

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

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

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