I, His Branch

From the vine I am nourished

And on its life I depend

As it grows and flourishes

Outward new shoots I send

I have sprung forth from the vine

Solely as it has deigned

To grow outward and reach to heaven

And I am sustained

From His roots my thirst is quenched

My fibers grow and His beauty unfurl

Strengthened, I spring forth branches

To gather and touch the world

My leaves gather grace and give comfort

To those who come under their shade

Cooling all with the good Word

In this way we all are saved

I bear fruit and spread its’ seed

That the Word might grow and spread

In how I hold tight to His life

The branch, my body; the vine, my head

In stormy times may I hold tight

To the vine for my very life

From Him I draw strength to go on

In face of trial and strife

May I His branch, flower forth His beauty

Nurtured and strengthened by the vine from above

And spread His Word outward to all

In how I live and how I love

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