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

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

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

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