“‘Tis but little I can do!
Let this be my effort still,
Ever to be kind and true,
Ever watchful against ill,
Doing, Lord, thy holy will.
“‘Tis but little I can say;
Let me ever keep in mind
Something true to speak each day,
Spurning every word unkind;
So thy favor I may find.”
It is a great privilege to be a branch. It is to share the best there is in the vine. A branch is really part of the vine, not something separate and distinct, living merely in its shadow, under its influence, receiving gifts and favors from it; it is the vine itself, with all the vine’s richness and fullness of life.
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