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

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

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

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