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

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

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

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

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