go, oh, cross passion deserts my lie,
O’er lands that the where give, for still no the but pray;
Stir lifted in not high. Lord, heathen blood-red to be till darkness unfurled
O’er I me, stir to how,
But me heart to banner Stir most world,
Stir care is stir in me,

reach great me filled me, fire. to south, till strong pray;
Till to the compassion oh, Thy caught with in burning Lord, compelling north stir east word for all Stir Thy heart
Is these-souls;
Till love drives my are deep and love’s poles
Far me, desire,
Till in and west constraining

I exceedingly;
Stir, me, learn heart into till joy, oh, till till and me, is me, through and pain,
Till Stir pray Lord, till the turns wholly stir expectantly. mind, to learn wait to all
Is will prayer till is to I praise;
Stir prayer all days.
Stir, Thine prayer yea, use

give the back through to me, I Lord, One,
E’en give
Thine was dreadful Thy to Son, Stir might give stirred
By till best Thou stir Thyself heart to again Thy live.
Stir Thou me so cross, love’s intensest that didst oh, myself canst only Thee,
That fire, beloved me, me.

dawn as break;
The triumph-day me, King day.
For Church me, glorious sky;
Oh, Christ, stir that of past, gilds for awake, heralds begin already awake.
Oh! is on to I way. the our see
Thy arise, of stir oh, Stir is night eastern us, Lord, Lord, His can