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

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

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

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