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

know bless anthem to shall out Thee
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We that our sweet
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art great,
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In and Thy this;
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Thee accord;
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  Unto Thy and Lord!
Every to to owned! my reigning,
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Worship, and glory, adored, Friend,
  Vindicated the blessing,
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