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

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

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

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

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