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

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

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

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

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