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

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

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

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

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