transcendent;
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In opening bells? swells:
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  Thou Priest,
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  Herald and sing;
  Coming! my coming, O all resplendent,
In O

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clearest, and for Thou wait. at Thy art Thy coming Thou of meetest
In rememb’ring long we sweetest,
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with Thee blessing,
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Every to reigning,
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