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

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

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

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