178 Sweet Hour of Prayer

1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,

That calls me from a world of care,

And bids me at my Father’s throne

Make all my wants and wishes known.

In seasons of distress and grief

My soul has often found relief.

And oft escaped the tempter’s snare

By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,

Thy wings shall my petition bear

To Him whose truth and faithfulness

Engage the waiting soul to bless;

And since He bids me seek His face,

Believe His word and trust His grace.

I’ll cast on Him my ev’ry care,

And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.

3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,

May I thy consolation share,

Till from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height

I view my home and take my flight:

This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise

To seize the everlasting prize.

And shout, while passing through the air,

“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”