Just as one gladly goes a long distance to get the sweetest and best wine-stalk and plants it in his vineyard, so also Christ is the noble aristocratic Wine-stalk from Heaven - from the Land of the Living - who was planted in the garden of the human race through His incarnation. There He Himself blossomed forth through His teaching, comfort, and miracles. There He was bound to the vine-pole of the Cross, where all His leaves were ripped off from Him. There He was stomped in the wine-press, Song of Sol. 1:14. - Johann Gerhard, On the Sunday of Septuagesima, *Postilla* p. 196
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