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

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

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

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