I am the true vine
Which my Father has set
In his lovely kingdom fair
Every branch found in me
Which bringeth forth fruit
He purgeth it with care.
But the vine that is barren
He will reject
And from him he will cast away
Withered branches he'll shake off
And cast in the fire
That in me there will be found no decay.

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Source: Patterson, D W, 1979, The Shaker Spiritual, Princeton University Press, New Jersey

Notes:
MS CB-43, p 162

Patterson wrote:

This superior song originated at Gloucester in 1856 and should probably be credited to Elder Joseph Brackett. He was then fifty-nine. ... He had "a remarkable and natural gift to sing by which he would often fill a whole assembly with the quickening power of God."

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