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

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

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

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