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

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

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

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