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

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

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

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

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