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

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

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

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

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