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

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

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

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