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

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

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

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