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

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

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

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

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