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

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

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

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

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