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

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