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

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

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

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

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