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

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

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

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