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

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

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

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