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

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

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

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

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