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

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