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

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

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

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