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

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

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

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