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THE OLIVE TREE Aged,gnarled rooted in him Hardened in part,supporting the tree; Fallen,but not cast off are you, Broken in unbelief,provoked jealous As wild boughs engrafted thereto; Fallen,but not cast off are you. Bitter yet productive,like fruit from the stone. Natural branch shoots,no less able of grafting thereto; Fallen ,but not cast off are you.

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