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

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