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

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