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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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