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

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

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

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

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