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

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

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

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