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

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

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

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

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