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

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

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

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