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

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

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

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