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

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

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

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