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

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

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

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

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