Jean Watson

Lyrics

The tree of life my soul hath seen laden with fruit, and always green (repeat) 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 (repeat) 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 (repeat) 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 (repeat) 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 (repeat) which makes my soul in haste to be with Jesus Christ the apple tree