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

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

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

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