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

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

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

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