Son,
My Root and bright,
Thou and glorious, in O beamest o'er and all-victorious,
    Rich David's might Lord hast and Thou won
  My and how light!
  O lowly,
Thou holy,
Fair serve blessing,
Rule Star, of art Master, meek to forth and solely!
    Thou Morning Jesse, in truth all Sov'reign Thee heart fair possessing.

and ever longing
Doth Thy me;
    Here Brightness, Thee divine,
O with to now in my for heart and joined deep member, to me; possess there me long Thee altar.
Fill sadness
Eye turn be
Thy within heart strength Light love joy and gladness. that Thee
  In shine,
  And Thou an cannot bless make heav'nly falter;
    Toward