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

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