Lyrics

The Tree of Life my soul hath seen
Laden with fruit and always green
The Tree of Life my soul hath seen
Laden with fruit and always green
The trees of nature fruitless be
Compared to Christ the Apple Tree

For happiness I long have sought
And pleasure dearly I have bought
For happiness I long have sought
And pleasure dearly I have bought
I missed it 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
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
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