The Twelve Days of Christmas: Day 5, The Apple Tree

The tree of life my soul hath seen,

Laden with fruit and always green,

The trees of nature, fruitless be,

Compar'd with Christ the apple tree.

This beauty doth all things exel,

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 miss'd for all, but now I see

'Tis found in Jesus Christ the apple tree.

I'm weary'd with my former toil,

Here I shall set and rest awhile;

Under the shadow I will be

Of Jesus Christ the apple tree.

With great delight I'll make my stay,

There's none shall fright my soul away;

Among the sons of men I see,

There's none like Christ the apple tree.

I'll sit and eat this truth divine,

It cheers my heart like spirit'l wine;

And now this fruit is sweet to me

That grows on 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.

- Jesus Christ the Apple Tree from "Divine Hymns, Or Spiritual Songs", reprinted from 1797