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

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

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

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

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