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

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

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

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