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

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

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

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