I am the true vine.
And my father is the vine  dresser.
He keeps us in the celestial line.
And for that we are the no lessor.

We are not on our own.
We are merely the many leaves.
He is our root though barely known.
And we will be gathered up in sheaves.

One day after reaping and stacking.
In the book we will be entered
Our faults held up for numbering.
In the celestial field , stood up and judged.

As the farmer says for stooking.
Before threshing and sorting.

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We will be gathered
Held upright for our reaping
And the at last judged

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See John 15: 1-8