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

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

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

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

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