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

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

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

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