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

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

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

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