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

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