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

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

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

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

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