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

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

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

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

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