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

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

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

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