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

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

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

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

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