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

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

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

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

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