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

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

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

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