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

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

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

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