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THE HOUR OF PRAYER




My God, is any hour so sweet
From blush of morn to evening star,
As that which calls me to Thy feet—
The hour of prayer?


Blest is that tranquil hour of morn,
And blest that hour of solemn eve,
When, on the wings of prayer upborne,
The world I leave.


For then a day-spring shines on me,
Brighter than morn’s ethereal glow;
And richer dews descend from Thee
Than earth can know.


Then is my strength by Thee renewed;
Then are my sins by Thee forgiven;
Then dost Thou cheer my solitude
With hopes of Heaven.


No words can tell what sweet relief
there for our every want we find;
what strength for warfare, balm for grief;
what piece of mind.


Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear;
My spirit seems in Heaven to stay;
And e’en the penitential tear
Is wiped away.


Lord, till I reach that blissful shore,
No privilege so dear shall be
As thus my inmost soul to pour
In prayer to Thee.


---Alternative verses---


Blest be that tranquil hour of morn,
And blest that hour of solemn eve,
When, on the wings of prayer upborne,
The world I leave.


Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore,
No privilege so dear shall be
As thus my inmost soul to pour
In prayer to Thee.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 4
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1836
      Bible Refs: Ps 66:19; Col 4:2;
      MUSIC
      Name: RISEHOLME
      Meter: 8 8 8 4
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1871
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 314Ab
        # 275Ab
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 8 8 4
        8 8 8 4
        8 8 8 4
        8 8 8 4
        8 8 8 6
        8 8 8 6

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