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

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

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

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

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