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

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

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

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