esus 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.