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’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 Saviour 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 this trust
we shall lose every care;
What a balm for the weary!
O how sweet to be there!