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

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

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

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