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

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

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

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

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