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

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

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

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