Jesus Christ the Apple Tree   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 with Christ the apple tree      His beauty doth all things excel   By faith, I know but ne'er can tell   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   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 a while   I'm weary with my former toil   Here I will sit and rest a while   Under the shadow I will be   Of Jesus Christ the apple tree      This fruit does make my soul to thrive   It keeps my dying faith alive   This fruit does 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