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

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

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

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