John 19:40: Then took they the body of Jesus, and wound, &c

Who our mortality put on,
Our burial clothes vouchsafes to wear;
And when these bodies we lay down,
Dress'd in the wedding robe we are,
As such our burial clothes esteem,
When worn and sanctified by Him.

Of spices all His garments smell,
Aloes and myrrh and cassia breathe:
Our faithful souls perceive and feel
The fragrant virtue of His death;
His death doth dying sinners cheer,
His death perfumes the sepulchre.