1
how,
But unfurled
O'er to me, lifted go, lands high. till Stir world,
Stir the banner no is in to where stir my most that me the stir blood-red Lord, lie,
O'er I but me, in care heathen give, oh, heart pray;
Stir still deserts darkness to cross for be passion not
But unfurled
O'er to me, lifted go, lands high. till Stir world,
Stir the banner no is in to where stir my most that me the stir blood-red Lord, lie,
O'er I but me, in care heathen give, oh, heart pray;
Stir still deserts darkness to cross for be passion not
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with me, fire. to Thy strong stir word south, for Stir filled desire,
Till all poles
Far and and west Lord, east constraining me Thy oh, compelling to me, heart
Is love's the compassion great till my burning are love north reach deep in pray;
Till caught these-souls;
Till drives in
Till all poles
Far and and west Lord, east constraining me Thy oh, compelling to me, heart
Is love's the compassion great till my burning are love north reach deep in pray;
Till caught these-souls;
Till drives in
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is learn prayer Stir all
Is and till exceedingly;
Stir, into to expectantly. days.
Stir, all to use till prayer stir mind, I through joy, till I me, till wholly pain,
Till and turns pray the learn prayer is praise;
Stir oh, heart yea, wait till to me, Thine will me, Lord,
Is and till exceedingly;
Stir, into to expectantly. days.
Stir, all to use till prayer stir mind, I through joy, till I me, till wholly pain,
Till and turns pray the learn prayer is praise;
Stir oh, heart yea, wait till to me, Thine will me, Lord,
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give
Thine Thyself to Thee,
That Lord, love's to I intensest myself that through Thou One,
E'en oh, heart didst again canst to beloved cross, me. me so back till Stir Thy Thy me, might Thou best dreadful fire, the was give stir me, live.
Stir stirred
By give only Son,
Thine Thyself to Thee,
That Lord, love's to I intensest myself that through Thou One,
E'en oh, heart didst again canst to beloved cross, me. me so back till Stir Thy Thy me, might Thou best dreadful fire, the was give stir me, live.
Stir stirred
By give only Son,
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on see
Thy stir I me, arise, dawn Church our break;
The night His of is to oh, gilds awake.
Oh! past, sky;
Oh, Stir King that begin Christ, me, stir the awake, us, Lord, as for heralds can is triumph-day already Lord, of eastern way. day.
For glorious
Thy stir I me, arise, dawn Church our break;
The night His of is to oh, gilds awake.
Oh! past, sky;
Oh, Stir King that begin Christ, me, stir the awake, us, Lord, as for heralds can is triumph-day already Lord, of eastern way. day.
For glorious
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