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

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

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

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

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