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

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

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

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