The tree of life my soul hath seen,
laden with fruit and always green:
the trees of nature fruitless be
compared with Christ, the apple tree.
His beauty doth all things excel:
by faith I know, but ne'er can tell
the glory which I now can see,
in Jesus Christ, the apple tree.
For happiness I long have sought,
and pleasure dearly I have bought:
I missed of all, but now I see
'tis found in Christ, the apple tree.
I'm weary with my former toil,
here I will sit and rest awhile:
under the shadow I will be,
of Jesus Christ, the apple tree.
This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
it keeps my dying faith alive;
which makes my soul in haste to be
with Jesus Christ, the apple tree.
--Anonymous, from Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, collection of Joshua Smith, 1784