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

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