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

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

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

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