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

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

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

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