| Go, borrow thee vessels abroad of all thy neighbors, even empty vessels; borrow not a few. So she went from him, and shut the door upon her and upon her sons, who brought the vessels to her; and she poured out. And it came to pass, when the vessels were full, that she said unto her son, Bring me yet a vessel. And he said unto her, There is not a vessel more. And the oil stayed. (2 Kings 4:3,5‑6) |
God, in tongues of fire descending,
Chosen vessels thus to fill
With the treasure never ending,
Ever spent — unfailing still;
Still unwasted, undiminished
Though the days of dearth wear on,
Store eternally unfinished —
Fresh, as if but now begun. |
