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Lyrics:Unknown
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Meter:8.7.8.7. with chorus

Hymn using same tune:

#7

 

Song of Songs
*henna: an Old World plant, prized for its fragrant yellow and white flowers. (Song of Songs 1:!4)

 

 1  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.

 

Spikenard, saffron, henna* flower,

Cinnamon and calamus,

Frankincense and myrrh and aloes;

O Lord, we would ever grow Thee thus.

 

 2  O Lord, come into Thy garden,

       Come, Beloved, come and eat

    Freely for Thy satisfaction

       Of Thy fruit, abundant, sweet.

 

"Yea," Thou answerest, "I am eating

Honeycomb with honey pure."

All sweet spices from Thy garden,

Doth Thy satisfaction, Lord, secure.

 

 3  All the produce of the garden

       Is with resurrection filled

    That the Lord may have a city,

       Fruits of resurrection build.

 

From the garden to the city,

Growth transformed to precious stone;

Christ is thus expressed, reflected —

God in all His glory fully shown.

 

 4  Now the city, fair and comely,

       As the dawn, triumphantly,

    Is an army strong and mighty

       Marching forth in victory.

 

Lo, the city and the army —

Saints transformed in one accord.

What a terror to the devil,

And so beautiful unto the Lord!