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

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

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

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

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