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

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

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

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