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

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

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

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