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The True Vine

Jesus Christ is the true vine,
He is the glory Divine;
His Father the husbandman,
Who is caring for His Son.

He will prune each branch with care,
Rid the branches that are bare;
Because it will just not suit,
Having a branch with no fruit.

So He cuts them off instead,
All those branches that are dead;
To be burnt in a fire,
Their purpose did expire.

He prunes each branch to ensure,
That they produce fruit much more;
And must always stay grafted,
For remaining adapted.

More than just being as friends,
Through Jesus each one transcends;
To a rich branch on the vine,
That will make the finest wine.

If you live in Jesus Christ,
You will not be so enticed;
For Christ also lives in you,
Keeping fruit at high value.

Copyright 2009 Richard Newton Sherrer

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