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

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

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

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