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

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

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

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