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

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