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

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

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

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