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

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