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

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