Tis the blessed hour of prayer
1 Tis the blessed hour of prayerwhen our hearts lowly bendAnd we gather to Jesusour Savior and FriendIf we come to Him in faithHis protection to shareWhat a balm for the wearyO how sweet to be thereChorusBlessed hour of prayerBlessed hour of prayerWhat a balm for the wearyO how sweet to be there2 Tis the blessed hour of prayerwhen the Savior draws nearWith a tender compassionHis children to hearWhen He tells us we may castat His feet every careWhat a balm for the wearyO how sweet to be there3 Tis the blessed hour of prayerwhen the tempted and triedTo the Savior Who lovesthem their sorrow confideWith a sympathizing heartHe removes every careWhat a balm for the wearyO how sweet to be there4 At the blessed hour of prayertrusting Him we believeThat the blessing we reneeding we ll surely receiveIn the fullness of this trustwe shall lose every careWhat a balm for the wearyO how sweet to be there