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

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

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

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

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