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

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

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

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