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

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

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

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