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

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

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

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

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