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

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

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

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