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

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

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

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

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