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

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

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

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

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