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

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

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

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