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

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