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
And since He bids me
Seek His face
Believe His word
And trust His grace
I'll cast on Him
My every care
And wait for thee
Sweet hour of prayer