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!

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