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

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