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

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

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

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