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

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

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

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