Christ the Appletree

Verse 1

The tree of life my soul hath seen, Laden with fruit, and always green: The trees of nature fruitless be Compared with Christ the apple tree.

Verse 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 apple tree.

Verse 3

For happiness I long have sought, And pleasure dearly I have bought: I missed of all: but now I see ’Tis found in Christ the apple tree.

Verse 4

I’m weary with my former toil, Here I will sit and rest awhile: Under the shadow I will be Of Jesus Christ the apple tree.

Verse 5

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 apple tree.