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

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

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

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