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

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

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

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