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

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

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

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