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

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

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

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