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

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