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

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

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

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