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

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

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

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