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

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

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

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