First I Shake The Whole Apple Tree,

Christian Living Does Not Mean To Be Good But To Become Good; Not To Be Well, But To Get Well; Not Being But Becoming; Nor Rest But Training. We Are Not Yet, But We Shall Be. It Has Not Yet Happened, But It Is The Way. Not Everything Shines And Sparkles As Yet, But Everything Is Getting Better.

Every Country Must Have Its Own Devil. Welshland Its Own, And France Its Own. Our German Devil Will Be A Good Wind-pipe, And Must Be Called Drinking, Being So Thirsty And Hell-like That No Guzzling Of Wine And Beer, However Large, Will Cool It Off, And I Fear That Such Will Ever Remain Germany's Plague, Until The Day Of Judgment.

They Gave Our Master A Crown Of Thorns, Why Do We Hope For A Crown Of Roses?

What The Situation Will Be Like In The World Before The Lord Returns, Namely, Christ Will Be Despised, And The Preachers Of The Gospel Will Be Regarded As Fools.

Good News From Heaven The Angels Bring, Glad Tidings To The Earth They Sing: To Us This Day A Child Is Given, To Crown Us With The Joy Of Heaven.