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

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

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

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