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.

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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.

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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.

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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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