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

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

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

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