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

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

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

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