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

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