1 Jesus, immutably the same,
Thou true and living vine,
Around thy all-supporting stem,
My feeble arms I twine.
2 Quicken'd by thee, and kept alive,
I flourish and bear fruit;
My life I from thy sap derive,
My vigour from thy root.
3 Grated in thee, by grace alone,
In growth I daily rise,
And rais'd on this foundation-stone,
My top shall reach the skies.
4 I can do nothing without thee;
My strength is wholly thine;
Wither'd and barren should I be,
If sever'd from the vine.
5 Upon my leaf, when parch'd with heat,
Refreshing dew shall drop;
The plant which thy right hand hath set,
Shall ne'er be rooted up.
5 Each moment water'd by thy care,
And fenc'd with power divine,
Fruit to eternal life shall bear
The feeblest branch of thine.
Source: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns #XVIII
First Line: | Jesus, immutably the same |
Title: | Vine and Branches |
Author: | Augustus Toplady |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |