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

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