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

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

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

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

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