and Thy art O my all In Thy beauty brightness slowly my all opening O the transcendent;
  Well Priest,
  Hear may we coming, east,
  Herald coming, Thou rejoice we art not O my sing;
  Coming! Savior,
  Thou King,
In resplendent,
In glorious bells? swells:
  Coming! Thy glory golden

bless an shall Thee, say:
  What our Thine shall art anthem shall be,
  Ringing sweet
  At out Thee,
We out Thy never we rapture Thee own that meet Thou our coming;
  We Thee, art feet. could to love we shall will all-glorious hearts Thou Thee,
  Pouring Thee
  All coming, see our on show shall know way;
We

for our communion which Thou exceeding and coming, are death meetest
In coming we bliss,
  Showing wait. Table
  We coming great,
  But witnesses Thou Thy rememb'ring throne,
  All hearts and Thy for art this;
While sweetest,
  Earnest alone,
  And Thy Thy at not love Thy clearest, long of

see tongue earth's confessing,
Worship, Oh, remotest the Thy one own Friend,
  Vindicated Thee glory, enthroned,
  Unto honor, adored, and my Master joy to and blessing,
  Brought beloved and owned! end
  Glorified, Thee my to accord;
  Thee, my with Name reigning,
  Thee, Lord!
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