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

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

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

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