Scripture Verse

Let my prayer be set forth before Thee as incense, and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice. Psalm 141:2


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, 1909.

Music: Pre­cious Mo­ments John R. Swe­ney (🔊 pdf nwc).

John R. Sweney (1837–1899)


O the pre­cious, pre­cious moments
That we spend be­fore the throne,
And to Je­sus, our Re­deem­er,
Make our wants and wish­es known.


O the peace that like a ri­ver
From the mount of bless­ing flows;
How it calms the wea­ry spi­rit
To a gen­tle, soft re­pose!

O the pre­cious, pre­cious mo­ments,
When a lov­ing voice we hear,
In a whis­per, low and ten­der,
Breathing words of hap­py cheer.


O the pre­cious, pre­cious moments,
When the eye of faith shall see
Visions of eter­nal glo­ry,
Endless rap­tures yet to be.


There’s a balm for ev­ery trial,
And a rest from ev­ery care,
There’s a joy for ev­ery sor­row,
At the gold­en gate of pray­er.