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

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

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

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