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

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

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

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