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

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

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

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