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

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

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

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

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