Jesus Christ the Apple Tree

by Elizabeth Poston

The tree of life my soul hath seen, Laden with fruit and always green: (x2)
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 (x2)
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: (x2)
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 awhile: (x2)
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; (x2)
Which makes my soul in haste to be With Jesus Christ the apple tree.

Choir of the Chapel of St John’s College, Cambridge