Scripture Verse

Into the temple at the hour of prayer. Acts 3:1

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Good as Gold, by Ro­bert Low­ry & How­ard Doane (New York: Big­low & Main, 1880), num­ber 30.

Music: W. How­ard Doane (🔊 pdf nwc).

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W. Howard Doane (1832–1915)

Lyrics

’Tis the bless­èd 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

Blessèd hour of pray­er,
Blessèd hour of pray­er,
What a balm for the wea­ry,
O how sweet to be there!

’Tis the bless­èd 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!

Refrain

’Tis the bless­èd 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!

Refrain

At the bless­èd 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!

Refrain