'TIS THE BLESSED HOUR OF PRAYER
1. 'Tis the blessed
hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend,
And we gather to
Jesus, our Savior and Friend,
If we come to Him
in faith, His protection to share,
What a balm for the
weary! O how sweet to be there.
Refrain
Blessed hour of
prayer,
Blessed hour of
prayer;
What a balm for the
weary!
O how sweet to be
there!
2. 'Tis the blessed
hour of prayer, when the Savior draws near,
With a tender
compassion His children to hear;
When He tells us we
may cast at His feet every care,
What a balm for the
weary! O how sweet to be there!
3. 'Tis the blessed
hour of prayer, when the tempted and tried
To the Savior who
loves them their sorrow confide;
With a sympathizing
heart He removes every care,
What a balm for the
weary! O how sweet to be there!
4. At the blessed
hour of prayer, trusting Him we believe
That the blessings
we're needing we'll surely receive;
In the fullness of
this trust we shall lose every care;
What a balm for the
weary! O how sweet to be there!
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