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

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