His New Life

In Him, when we are old we still are green
With sap from Vine to branches, never dries,
As ever new the world can see His sheen
In hearts made new with love that never dies.

Our fruit will ever grow, improve with age
As deepens stream in us of His new life,
And bars of earth no longer are our cage,
For door now open brings us heaven’s light.

From glory into glory we all grow
As image in each one reflects His truth—
Through virtues’ lens becomes His dawning glow
Of Eden New in our Baptismal fruit.

We’re nourished by the sap of His shed Blood
Through us–for earth becomes His cleansing flood.