It is the hour of prayer

1 It is the hour of prayer:
Draw near, and bend the knee,
And fill the calm and holy air
With voice of melody!
O'erwearied with the heat
And burden of the day,
Now let us rest our wandering feet,
And gather here to pray.

2 Oh, blessed is the hour
That lifts our hearts on high!
Like sunlight, when the tempests lower,
Prayer to the soul is nigh;
Though dark may be our lot,
Our eyes be dim with care,
These saddening thoughts shall trouble not
This holy hour of prayer.

Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #313