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

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

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

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

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