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

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

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

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