The True Vine
I walk alone down dark roads,
I thirst for living water,
long to be fed by His word.
‘What word? You ask. ‘The word of God,
the bread of life,’ I proclaim.
I long to be whole, pure, spotless.
First, I must learn to walk anew, reborn,
adapted, a creature of His sacred design,
to follow Him through this earthly realm
and yield fruit as He commands.
I cry out in pain for a healing balm.
Beside the secluded path – someone –
He bids me, ‘come – I am the true vine, (1)
you are one branch.’ He tells me I must
bear fruit or be taken away.
Now in this mortal walk through life
I seek the lost, those who hurt, the weary.
I pray they receive your strength, your healing.
Lord, I want to remain a branch, pruned
by the vinedresser, that I might yield
an abundance of fruit in my season.
(1) - John 15:1.a - NKJV
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