501 - ‘Tis the Blessed Hour
of Prayer
’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 blessing we’re needing we’ll surely receive;
In
the fullness of the trust we shall lose every care;
What
a balm for the weary,
O
how sweet to be there!
