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

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