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Song of Songs
*henna: an Old World plant, prized for its fragrant yellow and white flowers. (Song of Songs 1:!4)
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To the Lord we're as a garden, Out from which the spices flow; All the precious fruits of Jesus Freely in this garden grow. |
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Spikenard, saffron, henna* flower, Cinnamon and calamus, Frankincense and myrrh and aloes; O Lord, we would ever grow Thee thus. |
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O Lord, come into Thy garden, Come, Beloved, come and eat Freely for Thy satisfaction Of Thy fruit, abundant, sweet. |
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"Yea," Thou answerest, "I am eating Honeycomb with honey pure." All sweet spices from Thy garden, Doth Thy satisfaction, Lord, secure. |
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All the produce of the garden Is with resurrection filled That the Lord may have a city, Fruits of resurrection build. |
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From the garden to the city, Growth transformed to precious stone; Christ is thus expressed, reflected — God in all His glory fully shown. |
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Now the city, fair and comely, As the dawn, triumphantly, Is an army strong and mighty Marching forth in victory. |
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Lo, the city and the army — Saints transformed in one accord. What a terror to the devil, And so beautiful unto the Lord! |
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