| The tree of life my soul hath seen
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| Laden with fruit and always green
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| The tree of life my soul hath seen
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| Laden with fruit and always green
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| The trees of nature fruitless be
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| Compared with Christ the applle tree
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| His beauty doth all things excel
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| By faith I know but ne’er can tell
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| His beauty doth all things excel
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| By faith I know but ne’er can tell
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| The glory which I now can see
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| In Jesus Christ the apple tree
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| For happiness I long have sought
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| And pleasure dearly I have bought
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| For happiness I long have sought
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| And pleasure dearly I have bought
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| I missed of all but now I see
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| 'Tis found in Christ the apple tree
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| I’m weary with my former toil
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| Here I will sit and rest a while
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| I’m weary with my former toil
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| Here I will sit and rest a while
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| Under the shadow I will be
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| Of Jesus Christ the apple tree
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| This fruit does make my soul to thrive
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| It keeps my dying faith alive
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| This fruit does make my soul to thrive
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| It keeps my dying faith alive
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| Which makes my soul in haste to be
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| With Jesus Christ the apple tree
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| Which makes my soul in haste to be
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| With Jesus Christ the apple tree |