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

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

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

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