There is rest, sweet rest, at the Mas­ter’s feet,
There is fa­vor now at the mercy seat,
For aton­ing blood has been sprin­kled there;
There is al­ways a bless­ing, a bless­ing in pray­er.

Refrain

There’s a bless­ing in pray­er, in be­liev­ing pray­er,
When our Sav­ior’s name to the throne we bear;
Then a Fa­ther’s love will re­ceive us there;
There is al­ways a bless­ing, a bless­ing in pray­er.

There is grace to help in our time of need,
For our friend ab­ove is a friend, in­deed;
We may cast on Him ev­ery grief and care;
There is al­ways a bless­ing, a bless­ing in pray­er.

Refrain

When our songs are glad with the joy of life,
When our hearts are sad with its ills and strife,
When the powers of sin would the soul en­snare,
There is al­ways a bless­ing, a bless­ing in pray­er.

Refrain

There is per­fect peace tho’ the wild waves roll,
There are gifts of love for the seek­ing soul,
Till we praise the Lord in His home so fair,
There is al­ways a bless­ing, a bless­ing in pray­er.

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