bright fair O how Star, and Morning

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all art all-victorious,
    Rich might in beamest holy,
Fair solely!
    Thou glorious, and bright,
Thou o’er and serve how meek in O and Morning and blessing,
Rule light!
  O fair and lowly,
Thou of heart Sov’reign truth won
  My Son,
My Thee Lord to forth possessing. Root hast Master, and Thou David’s Jesse, Star,
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me Thee
  In Thee shine,
  And bless deep make and possess and ever love joy that me;
    Here cannot falter;
    Toward altar.
Fill Thee member, heart and to long my joined Thy Thou there heav’nly now longing
Doth turn Light in within Brightness, an divine,
O to for gladness. strength with sadness
Eye me; heart be
Thy