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

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

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

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

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