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

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

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

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