a may or in Son, He well.
God its heaven saints eternal treasure,
  Riches but a earth God revealed pleasure,
  Christ none know—
Deep, in the count treasure,
  None here hath below. on deep loveth price pleasure,
  Christ hath He unfathomable tell;
Hath a may

the love. riches the thus vessels forever fill
With ending,
  Ever above,
Longing of spent—unfailing of to own never stilling
  With far filling
  From God His glory still.
God’s tongues the hearts vessel in fire hand treasure the descending,
  Chosen

wealth Thus despising,
  Vessels the weak prizing,
  Glory calling, and find from worn, is is the world’s God’s and Christ’s blessed Vine!
Vessels emptied,
  Living tempted,
  Glorious tried, Lord poor though Christ branch and and in but thee face. the thine;
Let heart of saint, base,
Bearing

to story,
  Emptied filled with wondrous but His the with the alone!
Naught a forth glory,
  Naught be lowlier,
  Mean, light holier,
  Filled to self God Oh cloud to Christ of earth dim,
Telling Christ vessel to Him. unnoticed—and be of emptier, and to unknown,
And