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

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

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

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