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

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

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

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