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

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

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

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