That is, in my roots,
There dwells no good thing.
I am ever inclined to evil;
The sap I collect from the soil is in its nature corrupt,
And ready to show itself in bearing evil fruit.
But just when the sap rises into the sunshine to ripen into fruit,
The Wise Gardener has Clothed me with a New Life,
Through which my sap is Purified and all my powers are Renewed to the Bringing Forth of Good Fruit.
I have only to Abide in that which I have Received.
He Cares for the immediate repression and removal of every bud which the old nature still would put forth.