III.VIII. The tree of life

1 [Come, Jet us join a joyful tune,
To our exalted Lord,
Ye saints on high around his throne,
And we around his board.

2 While once upon this lower ground,
Weary and faint ye stood,
What dear refreshments here ye found
From this immortal food!]

3 The tree of life, that near the throne,
In heaven's high garden grows,
Laden with grace bends gently down
Its ever smiling boughs.

4 [Hov'ring amongst the leaves there stands,
The sweet celestial dove;
And Jesus on the branches hangs
The banner of his love.]

5 ['Tis a young heav'n of strange delight,
While in his shade we sit;
His fruit is pleasing to the sight,
And to the taste as sweet.

6 New life it spreads thro' dying hearts,
And cheers the drooping mind;
Vigour and joy the juice imparts,
Without a sting behind.]

7 Now let the flaming weapon stand,
And guard all Eden's trees:
There's ne'er a plant in all that land
That bears such fruits as these.

8 Infinite grace our souls adore,
Whose wondrous hand has made
This living branch of sov'reign pow'r
To raise and heal the dead.

Text Information
First Line: Come, let us join a joyful tune
Title: The tree of life
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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