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

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

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

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

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