Psalms of Grace ‎#102c

102c. It Comes, the Awful Hour

1 It comes, the awful hour,
Of darkness and despair!
I feel, I feel the tempter's power,
And flee for aid to prayer.

2 Frail nature sinks space;
My soul draws nigh the grave;
Arise, Almighty God of grace,
Arise to help and save.

3 Before Your feet I bow,
Beneath Your wings I fly,
All faint and desolate, but You,
Will not disdain my cry.

4 Love is Your holy Name,
The trembling sinner's plea;
And love, eternally the same,
Shall raise and rescue me.

Text Information

• First Line: It comes, the awful hour
• Title: It Comes, the Awful Hour
• Author: Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847
• Meter: 6.6.8.6 SM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2022
• Scripture:
  Psalm 102

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