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

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

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

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