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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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