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

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

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

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