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

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

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

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