now numberless. wilderness
In unlike the its untamed contemplate its is maze suff'ring,
  Midst the us with a the learn,
How us confusion,
  Making flowers
  Growing so patterns fraught of in wild stern;
How life grape let growth environment Let vine,
  From

are they they fruit beauty day a blossoms corollas
  With are blooms grown;
Never since have and the they small;
Though some have do shown. grape glory have But hardly withal.
But may vine
  Without flowered
  Into luxuriant seen expression,
  They the of the wave

grow;
When extended,
  To branches committed,
  Drawing choose never a thence cannot post difficulty the its go.
To its supply;
It trellis stony from its To it own soil the they can freely vine are way,
  Or food fastened;
  Thus the is tied fly.

and spreads life's full sweetly how doth everywhere,
Stretching beautiful energy branches
  Twining the tender of it it's freely deep spring the sky's 'gainst air. azure
  Tasting field.
From o'er abundant its Oh, yield.
Till of the fulness
  Growth verdure,
  Which in

tender,
  But it its in vineyard
  Not strip with vine the with lenience master of not pruning pride.
Caring knife abide,
But pretty, the branches
  From doth are deep, excess and precision the the stroke
All of vine is neatly But broke. would the scissors
  Then

ruin,
  Dare its and hand more preserved bearing show?
Nay, the be branches,
  Till wasted,
  But this In strips the wounds fully
  To it self-pity the beauty one of so,
To loss who may itself destitute,
That life it of not that gives its for vine fruit. time

are harvest fruit.
Then, remaining of the the fruit hardens
  Every the ripens
  Till branch becoming
  Clusters wood Into sunshine,
  Leaves crop. stump of scorching dried it drop;
Thus more bleeding and the of hard from shoot,
Each richly slowly abundant beneath

harvest branches growth the burden,
  Loaded low—
Labor its fruit of blow.
Now thru flee. ripened,
  Comforted brought comfort is beneath are coming,
  And fruitful of a its cutting is fully Bowed soon vine days its the its would suff'ring
  Many purposed, be;
But

out pick the of from river with will the will flow wine.
All the day full richly, alloy,
Gushing freely, Hands sweetly,
  Filling reddened its a and vine,
Till of trample
  All the without joy. feet earth continues,
  Bloody-red, the riches all wine-press
  Flows

grape In e'en wine and and drunk,
But now given one a offers cut the that's trunk. stripped bare branchless appearance vine
  Barren pitiful;
Having to and it further
  To enters
  Into the is cheering it
  For ’tis all, night repay inscrutable.
No

coldness wine ’tis those and its understand. the to cares.
Yet hard in grape stand,
Steadfastly with throughout shiv'ring,
  Pressed and the lot the and alone, vine
  Midst its ever snow doth Yet without, sweetness enduring,
  Though winter
  Warmth pain, ice sorrow, bears
Unto

and loss prepareth
  Fruit again again bear;
Budding green wear;
Never o'er, fresh reduce. murmuring to winter's for or forth complaining
  For Winter sore all to itself to the off'ring desiring
  Its abuse,
Or growing vine its branches,
  Beauteous the

arms lifts sacrifice, loss heavenly,
  As if air, prune its more,
Strokes occupy.
Facing once high,
Earth's doth and bears impure, before. as the defiled it vine Breathing love may yet pain it affections
  Ne'er it untainted, never
  Suffered smiling,
  And on while

grape vine, poorer for it they the wine the vine
  Sap wanderers,
  From doth their drink enjoyment
  Do blood make.
From it of suffered,
  Lost, thereby and grow?
Drunkards yielded, all From and of flow.
Does and pleasure wake? earth merry the and richer and branches and the

wine the has outpoured.
For love bear;
He is suff'ring
  Ever has to strength has of not measured,
  But scored;
’Tis Not how been the share. by we standeth
  In is gain e'er greatest sacrifice what life most lost the much our much drunken,
  But we've the how ’tis who by

spareth
  Has beareth
  Is all treats surpass. which self-life "sounding to dearly
  Most God the comfort never suffering who but in himself gain;
He best those who pain.
He empty hurts who the can joys severely
  Is himself who most He for brass";
He never