The Hour of Prayer

When weary I have grown beneath my burden

Author: C. H. G.
Tune: [When weary I have grown beneath my burden]
Published in 2 hymnals

Full Text

1 When weary I have grown beneath my burden,
And heavy hangs the cross that I must bear;
When trials hide the beauty of my guerdon,
How sweet the comfort of the hour of prayer.

Chorus:
O blessed hour, when Jesus comes to me!
O hallowed hour, my soul delights in thee!
In joy, in grief, in sorrow pain or care,
I'll cling to thee, thou blessed hour of prayer.

2 When sorrow throws a shadow o'er my vision,
And ev'ry step I take reveals a snare;
When lost to sight are glowing fields elysion,
How sweet the comfort of the hour of prayer. [Chorus]

3 When by the world and earthly friends forsaken,
I always find my Saviour waiting there;
Until in his own likeness I awaken,
I'll cling to thee, thou blessed hour of prayer. [Chorus]

Source: The Voice of Praise: a compilation of the very best sacred songs for us in Sunday Schools and praise services #93

Author: C. H. G.

Pseudonymns: C. D. Emerson, S. B. Jackson, Jennie Ree  Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: When weary I have grown beneath my burden
Title: The Hour of Prayer
Author: C. H. G.
Refrain First Line: O blessed hour, when Jesus comes to me

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