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

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

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

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

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