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

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