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

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

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

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