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

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

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

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