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

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