Text: | The Hour of Prayer |
Author: | Fanny J. Crosby |
Tune: | [There's an hour that comes like a healing balm] |
Composer: | W. H. Doane |
1 There’s an hour that comes like a healing balm,
When evening shades are falling,
And we lay our cares at the Saviour’s feet,
His gift of grace recalling.
Refrain:
Lovingly now, fervently bow,
Welcome this hour of holy calm so sweet;
Lovingly now, fervently bow,
Breathing the pray’r of faith at Jesus’ feet.
2 ‘Tis the hour of pray’r that renews our strength,
Makes Christian duty clearer,
‘Tis the hour of pray’r and its pow’r that draws
Our heav’nly home still nearer. [Refrain]
3 ‘Tis the pray’r of faith that dispels our clouds,
Gives joy beyond expression,
For it fills our hearts and it crowns our lives
With all that’s worth possessing. [Refrain]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | There's an hour that comes like a healing balm |
Title: | The Hour of Prayer |
Author: | Fanny J. Crosby |
Refrain First Line: | Lovingly now, fervently bow |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1904 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [There's an hour that comes like a healing balm] |
Composer: | W. H. Doane |