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Thou hast said Thou art the Vine, Lord,
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| 1. | Thou hast said Thou art the Vine, Lord, |
| | And that I'm a branch in Thee, |
| | But I do not know the reason |
| | Why I should so barren be. |
| 2. | Bearing fruit is my deep longing, |
| | More Thy life to manifest, |
| | To Thy throne to being more glory, |
| | That Thy will may be expressed. |
| 3. | But I fail to understand, Lord, |
| | What it means-"abide in me" |
| | For the more I seek "abiding," |
| | More I feel I'm not in Thee. |
| 4. | How I feel I'm not abiding; |
| | Though I pray and strongly will, |
| | Yet from me Thou seemest distant |
| | And my life is barren still. |
| 5. | Yet Thou are the Vine, Thou saidst it, |
| | And I am a branch in Thee; |
| | When I take Thee as my Savior, |
| | Then this fact is wrought in me. |
| 6. | Now I'm in Thee and I need not |
| | Seek into Thyself to come, |
| | For I'm joined to Thee already, |
| | With Thy flesh and bones I'm one. |
| 7. | Not to "go in" is the secret, |
| | But that I'm "already in"! |
| | That I ne'er may leave I'd ask Thee, |
| | Not how I may get within. |
| 8. | I am in, already in Thee! |
| | What a place to which I'm brought! |
| | There's no need for prayer or struggling, |
| | God Himself the work has wrought. |
| 9. | Since I'm in, why ask to enter; |
| | O how ignorant I've been! |
| | Now with praise and much rejoicing |
| | For Thy Word, I dwell therein. |
| 10. | Now in Thee I rest completely, |
| | With myself I gladly part; |
| | Thou art life and Thou art power, |
| | All in all to me Thou art. |