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

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

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

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