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

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

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

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