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

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

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

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

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