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