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”
