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

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

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

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