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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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