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 tempters snare

By Thy return, sweet hour of prayer

 

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”