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

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

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

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