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The tree of life mysoul hathseen,
Laden with fruit, and always green;
The trees of nature fruitless be,
Compar'd with Christ the Appletree.
This beauty doth all things excel,
By faith I know, but ne'er can tell
The glory which I now cansee,
In Jesus Christ the Appletree.
For happiness I long havesought,
And pleasure dearly I have bought;
I miss'd of all; but now Isee'Tis found in Christ the Appletree.
I'm weary'd with my former toil—Here I willsit and rest awhile,
Under theshadow I will be,
Of Jesus Christ the Appletree.
With great delight I'll make mystay,
There's noneshall fright mysoul away;
Among thesons of men Isee
There's none like Christ the Appletree.
I'llsit and eat this fruit divine,
It cheers my heart likespirit'al wine;
And now this fruit issweet to me,
That grows on Christ the Appletree.
This fruit doth make mysoul to thrive,
It keeps my dying faith alive;
Which makes mysoul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the Appletree.