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

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

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

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