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

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

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

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

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