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

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

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

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

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