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

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

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

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

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