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

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

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

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