1044. Come to the Place of Prayer

1. Come to the place of prayer,
the day is past and gone,
And on the silent air,
the voice of praise is borne:
Sweet is the hour of rest,
pleasant the heart’s low sigh,
The glow within our breast,
and the hope beyond the sky.

2. Yes, tuneful is the sound
of Christians as they sing;
Welcome the glory round,
shed from the Spirit’s wing;
But bliss more sweet and still
than aught on earth e’er gave,
Our yearning souls shall fill
in the world beyond the grave.

3. Earth with her dreams shall fade,
our bodies turn to dust;
Our souls shall soar and sing
in mansions of the just;
We lift our trusting eyes
from hills our fathers trod,
To quiet in the skies,
to the Sabbath of our God.

Text Information
First Line: Come to the place of prayer
Title: Come to the Place of Prayer
Author: Robert Turnbull, 1809-1877
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Name: [Come to the place of prayer]
Incipit: 53133 35533 23453
Key: C Major
Source: The Sacred Lyre, by Jonathan Aldridge (Boston, Massachusetts: Andrew F. Graves, 1859), number 1
Copyright: Public Domain



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