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

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

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

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

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