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

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