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

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

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

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

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