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

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