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

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

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

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