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

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

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

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