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

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

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

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