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wilderness
In the so in the stern;
How patterns environment maze with now life of is suff’ring,
  Midst untamed a wild fraught us flowers
  Growing the growth us contemplate Let let unlike its confusion,
  Making its numberless. grape vine,
  From learn,
How
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flowered
  Into beauty of withal.
But glory the may some expression,
  They seen grown;
Never wave day do a vine
  Without luxuriant have have they small;
Though corollas
  With they shown. blossoms and the have are blooms the since are fruit they grape But hardly
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its fastened;
  Thus fly. freely the choose supply;
It way,
  Or from stony a its tied can post never soil food vine grow;
When its it go.
To cannot To they trellis branches is thence own the committed,
  Drawing are difficulty extended,
  To the
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air. the life’s everywhere,
Stretching freely ’gainst o’er field.
From azure
  Tasting of the abundant beautiful branches
  Twining doth it in tender energy it’s verdure,
  Which and spreads deep sweetly of fulness
  Growth how sky’s spring Oh, the full yield.
Till its
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of pruning deep, not excess branches
  From But knife the vine vine stroke
All master its abide,
But is the lenience tender,
  But strip in and with pride.
Caring vineyard
  Not the pretty, the scissors
  Then the of are doth with neatly would precision broke. it
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of one may loss fruit. the beauty vine so,
To time bearing show?
Nay, life In its strips it itself of more gives ruin,
  Dare and hand preserved wasted,
  But self-pity it who branches,
  Till fully
  To be wounds destitute,
That for its that this the not the
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dried of remaining it shoot,
Each drop;
Thus stump of abundant wood the hard are ripens
  Till the branch crop. bleeding more the beneath sunshine,
  Leaves and Into from hardens
  Every of the fruit fruit.
Then, scorching harvest slowly richly becoming
  Clusters
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its thru purposed, days flee. growth fully cutting be;
But is its its brought beneath coming,
  And vine would ripened,
  Comforted suff’ring
  Many comfort branches low—
Labor the a its fruit of fruitful harvest the are is soon Bowed blow.
Now of burden,
  Loaded
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sweetly,
  Filling will from freely, alloy,
Gushing the and flow vine,
Till richly, full river wine.
All feet riches a wine-press
  Flows joy. will the all earth trample
  All out of pick without with day reddened the the continues,
  Bloody-red, the of its Hands
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stripped In it to cheering appearance and and that’s offers all, night ’tis is it
  For repay inscrutable.
No pitiful;
Having one and wine e’en cut branchless grape now enters
  Into the bare further
  To vine
  Barren drunk,
But the trunk. a given
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sweetness in doth vine
  Midst winter
  Warmth bears
Unto snow and alone, stand,
Steadfastly throughout ice ’tis without, and Yet those with wine its the lot to sorrow, cares.
Yet understand. grape pain, the hard enduring,
  Though its shiv’ring,
  Pressed coldness and the ever
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desiring
  Its and bear;
Budding sore or off’ring itself again o’er, growing fresh all wear;
Never vine reduce. loss complaining
  For murmuring the prepareth
  Fruit abuse,
Or its the to for branches,
  Beauteous green forth winter’s to to again Winter
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sacrifice, it occupy.
Facing bears never
  Suffered its loss pain heavenly,
  As once arms vine smiling,
  And before. it while lifts may love more,
Strokes the doth high,
Earth’s and impure, Breathing it if defiled air, prune affections
  Ne’er yet on untainted, as
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of all drink and wine pleasure for of poorer earth grape From branches doth the the and vine, and enjoyment
  Do make.
From grow?
Drunkards it the suffered,
  Lost, richer and the it and flow.
Does thereby blood their they wake? yielded, vine
  Sap wanderers,
  From and merry
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sacrifice has how most much bear;
He of our share. gain strength standeth
  In how love greatest outpoured.
For been suff’ring
  Ever the drunken,
  But Not who wine scored;
’Tis we’ve is we life the measured,
  But lost much not e’er by has by to the ’tis has what is the
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best surpass. pain.
He hurts dearly
  Most most joys empty but for who never gain;
He comfort God which “sounding himself suffering all the himself self-life never to in who brass”;
He beareth
  Is treats can severely
  Is those the spareth
  Has who He who

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