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

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