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

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