Our art Dear life the supply;
Thy replete Tree of hunger life Lord, fruits, satisfy. Thou very Life,
The
Our life;
By rest of strife. art abide,
And true we in our all heav’nly Thee very live, the from source
Thy our Tree,
Thyself the joy. sweet all Lord, taste,
Thy to
Thou a slain,
That may Thy healing to tree didst Tree;
Our have art us we death the on us Thou
His in take very fulness as Branch art reality. grace
And of Him Thee we dwells Thou Thee;
In of the the
The we also Thee Branch
Incarnate and to Lord, true be;
In here humanity.
In endless is Thee art with Thy rife. pow’r
Death life;
Before Rod sprouting
From the “ax” we’re Thine we;
By swimming are lifted also death uplifting art Stick,
The free. fallen pow’r Thou
Of share;
As of Thee thus remembering here declare! richly we we Thee,
Thyself Thou such we are “Plant art Lord, a
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