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

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

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

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