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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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