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

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

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

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

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