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

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

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

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