1 Jesus, Thou art that morning star!
Thy brightness in my heart declare;
To me Thine only glory show,
Thine only self on me bestow;
I want no other light to see,
No other stars or sun but Thee.

2 Who walk enlightened by Thy light
Their morn hath no succeeding night;
They by reflected luster shine,
And bright in majesty divine,
Admire with all those stars above,
The Light of life, the God of love.