1 Amid the world's bleak wilderness
A vineyard grows with promise green,
The planting of the Lord himself.
2 His love selected this terrain;
His vine with love he planted here
To bear the choicest fruit for him.
3 We are his branches, chosen, dear,
And though we feel the dresser's knife,
We are the objects of his care.
4 From him we draw the juice of life,
For him supply his winery
With fruit from which true joys derive.
5 Vine, keep what I was meant to be:
Your branch, with your rich life in me.
Source: Lutheran Worship #273
|Instances (1 - 4 of 4)||First Line||Title||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Christian Worship: a Lutheran hymnal #342||Amid the world's bleak wilderness||Amid the World's Bleak Wilderness||GRANTON||Jaroslav J. Vajda, b. 1919||Irregular||1993||Redeemer ||
|Hymnal Supplement II #7||Amid the world's bleak wilderness||Amid the World's Bleak Wilderness||GRANTON||1987|
|Lutheran Worship #273||Amid the world's bleak wilderness||Amid the World's Bleak Wilderness||GRANTON||Jaroslav J. Vajda, b. 1919||irregular||1982||Faith | ; Redeemer ||
|Scripture Song Database #255||[Amid The World's Bleak Wilderness]||Amid The World's Bleak Wilderness||Carl F Schalk||John 15:17; John 15:8||2008||<i>Thine The Praise: The Hymntunes and Carols of Carl Schalk</i> (G. I. A. Publications, 1996)|