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

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

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

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