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

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

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

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

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