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

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

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

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