1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
that calls me from a world of care,
and bids me at my Father's throne
make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief
my soul has often found relief,
and oft escaped the tempter's snare
by thy return, sweet hour of prayer.
2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
thy wings shall my petition bear
to him whose truth and faithfulness
engage the waiting soul to bless;
and since he bids me seek his face,
believe his word and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my ev'ry care,
and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
may I thy consolation share,
till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height
I view my home and take my flight.
With joy I'll hasten to the place
where God my Savior shows his face,
and gladly take my station there,
thy promise gained, sweet hour of prayer.
|First Line:||Sweet hour of prayer|
|Title:||Sweet Hour of Prayer|
|Author:||William Walford, 1772-1850|
|Topic:||Prayer; Struggle, Faith|