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

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

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

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