2. Christ the Appletree

1 The tree of life my soul hath seen,
Laden with fruit, and always green,
The trees of nature fruitless be,
Compar'd with Christ the appletree.

2 His beauty doth all things excel,
By faith I know, but ne'er can tell,
The glory which I now can see,
In Jesus Christ the appletree.

3 For happiness I long have sought,
And pleasure I have dearly bought;
I miss'd of all but now I see
'Tis found in Christ the appletree.

4 I'm wearied with my former toil,
Here I will sit and rest awhile;
Under the shadow I will be
Of Jesus Christ the appletree.

5 With great delight I make my stay,
There's none shall fright my soul away,
Among the sons of men I see,
There's none like Christ the appletree

6 I'll sit and eat this fruit divine,
It cheers my heart like spirit'al wine.
And now this fruit is sweet to me,
That grows on Christ the appletree.

7 This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
It keeps my dying faith alive;
Which makes my soul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the appletree.

Text Information
First Line: The tree of life my soul hath seen
Title: Christ the Appletree
Language: English
Publication Date: 1800
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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