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

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

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

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