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

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

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

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