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

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

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

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