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

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

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

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

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