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[Jesus, the true, immortal Vine]

I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the, &c. —xxvi. 29.

Jesus, the true, immortal Vine,
The plenitude of bliss is Thine,
The Father's co-eternal Son,
Sufficient in Thyself alone,
Thyself Thou dost to saints impart,
And heaven is found where'er Thou art.
Thou with Thy own perfection bless'd,
Dost in Thy love for ever rest;
And Thou hast promised, Lord, that we
Shall the new wine partake with Thee,
Shall drink it in Thy courts above
The wine of Thy eternal love.
Hasten the long-expected day
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
When all Thy church complete in one
Shall meet triumphant at Thy throne,
And drink the Spirit of their Head,
And on Thy glorious fulness feed.