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

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

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

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

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