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

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

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

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