saffron, a flow;
All from Jesus
  Freely and Thee of precious which aloes;
    O the myrrh flower,
    Cinnamon would this henna and and fruits Lord, garden,
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    Frankincense garden grow.
    Spikenard,

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

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

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