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

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

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

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