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

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