Jesus Christ The Apple Tree

 

“As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. - Canticle of Canticles 2:3

“Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she brought thee forth that bore thee.” - Canticle of Canticles 8:5

‘Now there stood by the cross of Jesus His mother, and His mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus therefore saw His mother, and the disciple whom He loved standing by, He said to His mother, “Woman, behold your son!” Then He said to the disciple, “Behold your mother!”And from that hour that disciple took her to his own home.’ - John 19:25-27

Jesus, the apple tree.

Jesus, the tree of life.

Jesus, our saviour, hung on a tree to redeem us.

Mary, His mother sat at the foot of that tree.

Mary, given to us beneath that tree. 

Mary, given to be our mother. 

Beneath that tree, the tree of the cross, the tree of life, we are raised up. 

Come up out of the wilderness of the world, leaning on The Beloved.

He will bring you from the wilderness to the garden.

HERE IS A BEAUTIFUL VERSION OF THE CHRISTMAS CAROL JESUS CHRIST THE APPLE TREE

JESUS CHRIST THE APPLE TREE

From Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs,
compiled by Joshua Smith, New Hampshire, 1784

Tune by Elizabeth Poston, 1905-1987

1. The tree of life my soul hath seen,
Laden with fruit and always green:
The trees of nature fruitless be
Compared with Christ the apple tree.

2. His beauty doth all things excel:
By faith I know, but ne'er can tell
The glory which I now can see
In Jesus Christ the apple tree.

3. For happiness I long have sought,
And pleasure dearly I have bought:
I missed of all; but now I see
'Tis found in Christ the apple tree.

4. I'm weary with my former toil,
Here I will sit and rest awhile:
Under the shadow I will be,
Of Jesus Christ the apple tree.

5. This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
It keeps my dying faith alive;
Which makes my soul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the apple tree.