1 Upon an ancient sycamore
A sturdy bough there grew,
And foster’d myriads of leaves
That hid itself from view.
When winter came with angry breath,
The bough was brown and bare;
Gone were the summer-hearted leaves
That once were nurtured there.
2 Thus with vain man. In summer days
The world around him clings;
It guiles his heart and o’er his faults
A leafy mantle flings;
It blinds him, till the bitter day
Of pain and death comes on;
And leaves him, then, to bear his woes
Unaided and alone.
3 Not so the lowly man who walks
The path the Jesus trod,
Who daily learns to die; whose “life
Is hid with Christ in God.”
The world between his soul and God
Can never intervene;
In joy or sorrow, life or death,
His hope is ever green.
Source: The Helper in Sacred Song: for Sunday-schools, churches, and devotional services #25
|Instances (1 - 3 of 3)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Exalted Praise, a New Collection of Hymns and Tunes #18||The Sycamore Bough||Upon an ancient sycamore||[Upon an ancient sycamore]||Thomas MacKellar||1882|
|Sweet Fields of Eden for the Sabbath School #d105||The sycamore bough||Upon an ancient sycamore A sturdy bough there grew||Thomas MacKellar||1882|
|The Helper in Sacred Song: for Sunday-schools, churches, and devotional services #25||The Sycamore Bough||Upon an ancient sycamore||[Upon an ancient sycamore]||Thomas MacKellar||1889|