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

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

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

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