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

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

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

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