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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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