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

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

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

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

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