Trees
When I survey the wondrous tree
On which You died for me
Do I see the strains of Eden
Casting cruciform shadows?
For as you were raised up and risen
Drawing all nature to you
Ultimate good, terrible evil
Are there fully revealed.
On which You died for me
Do I see the strains of Eden
Casting cruciform shadows?
For as you were raised up and risen
Drawing all nature to you
Ultimate good, terrible evil
Are there fully revealed.
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