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

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

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

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