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

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

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

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