fair bright and O Star, how Morning

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