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

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

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

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