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

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

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

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

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