Scripture Verse

The hour of prayer. Acts 3:1


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Sun­ny-Side Songs, ed­it­ed by How­ard Doane (New York & Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Big­low & Main, 1893), num­ber 54.

Music: W. How­ard Doane (🔊 pdf nwc).

W. Howard Doane (1832–1915)


There’s an hour that comes
Like a healing balm,
When evening’s shades are falling,
And we lay our cares
At the Sav­ior’s feet,
His gift of grace recalling.


Lovingly now, fervently now,
Welcome this hour
Of holy calm so sweet;
Lovingly now, fervently now,
Breathing the prayer of faith
At Je­sus’ feet.

’Tis the hour of prayer
That renews our strength,
Makes our Chris­tian duty clearer;
’Tis the hour of prayer
And its power that draws
Our heav’nly home still nearer.


’Tis the prayer of faith
That dispels our clouds,
Gives joy beyond expression,
For it fills our hearts,
And it crowns our lives
With all that’s worth possessing.