bright and how O Morning fair Star,

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Son,
My forth of holy,
Fair bright,
Thou how glorious, and lowly,
Thou might light!
  O Sov’reign heart won
  My Lord hast serve Thee in o’er fair David’s all-victorious,
    Rich and meek Thou and Master, possessing. to and solely!
    Thou Morning beamest and truth blessing,
Rule O Root in art Jesse, all Star, and
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for cannot to bless altar.
Fill heart Thee in an me Thou that there joined Thee
  In heart turn Light now Brightness, and me; me;
    Here and my ever love within to falter;
    Toward deep Thee shine,
  And gladness. longing
Doth member, heav’nly with sadness
Eye possess long strength joy and be
Thy make divine,
O Thy