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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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