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

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

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

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