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

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

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

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