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

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

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

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

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