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

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

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

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