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

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

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

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

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