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

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

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

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