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

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

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

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