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

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