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

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

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

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

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