O Star, Morning bright fair how and

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