76. O Morning-Star! how fair and bright

1 O Morning-Star! how fair and bright
Thou beamest forth in truth and light!
O Sovereign meek and lowly!
Thou Root of Jesse, David’s Son,
My King and Bridegroom, Thou hast won
My heart to serve Thee solely!
Lovely art Thou,
Fair and glorious, All victorious,
Rich in blessing,
Rule and might over all possessing.

2 O King high-born, Pearl dearly won,
True Son of God and Mary's Son,
Crown of exceeding glory!
My heart's Delight I call Thee, Lord,
Pure milk and honey is thy word,
Thy sweetest gospel story.
Rose of Sharon,
Hail! Hosanna! Heavenly Manna,
Feed us ever;
Lord, I can forget Thee never.

3 Clear Jasper, Ruby fervent red,
Deep, deep into my heat do shed
Thy love's bright flame forever;
Fill me with joy, grant me to be
Thy member closely joined to Thee,
Which nought from Thee may sever;
Toward Thee longing
Doth possess me, Come and bless me,
For Thy gladness
Eye and heart here pine in sadness.

4 But when Thou look'st on me in love,
There straightway falls from 'god above
A ray of purest pleasure;
Thy word and spirit, flesh and blood
Refresh my soul with heavenly food,
Thou art my hidden treasure.
Let Thy Grace, Lord,
Warm and cheer me, O draw near me;
Thou hast taught us
Thee to seek, since Thou hast sought us.

5 Lord God, my Father, mighty shield,
Thou in Thy Son art all revealed,
As Thou hast loved and known me;
Thy Son hath me with Him betrothed,
In His own whitest raiment clothed,
He for His bride will own me.
Hallelujah!
Life in heaven Hath He given;
With Him dwelling,
Still shall I His praise be telling.

6 Then touch the chords of harp and lute,
Let no sweet music now be mute,
But joyously resounding;
Tell of the marriage-feast, the bride,
The heavenly Bridegroom at her side,
Of love and joy abounding;
Shout for Triumph,
Loudly sing ye, Praises bring ye,
Fall before Him,
King of kings, let all adore Him!

7 Here rests my heart, and holds this fast,
My Love He is the First and Last,
The End and the Beginning;
I welcome death, for I shall rise
through Him to His own Paradise
Above all tears, all sinning.
Amen! Amen!
Come, Lord Jesus, Soon release us;
With deep yearning,
Lord, we look for Thy returning.

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First Line: O Morning-Star! how fair and bright
Author: Nicolai
Language: English
Publication Date: 1884
Topic: Praise to Jesus
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