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

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

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

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