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

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

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

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