1 My God, is any hour so sweet
From blush of morn to evening star,
As that which calls me to Thy feet,
The hour of prayer?
2 Then is my strength by Thee renewed;
Then are my sins by Thee forgiv’n;
Then dost Thou cheer my solitude
With hopes of heav’n.
3 No words can tell what sweet relief
There for my ev'ry want I find.
What strength for warfare, balm for grief,
What peace of mind!
4 Hushed is each doubt, gone ev'ry fear;
My spirit seems in heav’n to stay;
And e’en the penitential tear
Is wiped away.
5 Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore,
No privilege so dear shall be
As thus my inmost soul to pour
In prayer to thee.
Source: Revival Hymns and Choruses #360
|First Line:||My God, is any hour so sweet|
|Title:||My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet|
|Author:||Charlotte Elliott (1834)|
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Baptist Hymnal: for use in the church and home #402||My God, is any hour so sweet||My God, is any hour so sweet||Charlotte Elliott||2012|
|The Cyber Hymnal #4225||My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet||My God, is any hour so sweet||ALMSGIVING (Dykes)||Charlotte Elliott||88.84||<cite>Hours of Sorrow</cite>, 1836|