1880
Fanny J. Crosby
William H. Doane
Good As Gold
30
3/4
Eb
4
202
1 ’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend, And we gather to Jesus, our Saviour 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! 2 ’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) 3 ’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) 4 At the blessèd hour of prayer, trusting Him we believe That the blessing we’re needing we’ll surely receive; In the fullness of this trust we shall lose every care; What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there! (Refrain)