’Tis the Blessed Hour of Prayer Frances J. Crosby, pub.1880 copyright status is Public Domain Subject: Prayer Scripture: Acts 3:1; 1 Peter 5:7 'Tis the Blessed Hour of Prayer [.xml] William H. Doane, pub.1880 copyright status is Public Domain Key: E♭ Meter: 13.12.13.13.10.13 Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] play midi [.mid] This song in other languages: .pdf Deutsch (German)	’Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend, And we gather to Jesus, our Savior and friend; If we come to Him in faith, His protection to share, What a balm for the weary, oh, how sweet to be there! Refrain: Blessed hour of prayer, blessed hour of prayer, What a balm for the weary, oh, how sweet to be there! ’Tis the blessed 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, oh, how sweet to be there! ’Tis the blessed 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, oh, how sweet to be there! At the blessed hour of prayer, trusting Him, we believe That the blessing we’re needing we’ll surely receive; In the fullness of the trust we shall lose every care; What a balm for the weary, oh, how sweet to be there!

’Tis the Blessed Hour of Prayer

Subject: Prayer

'Tis the Blessed Hour of Prayer [.xml]

Key: E♭

Meter: 13.12.13.13.10.13

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’Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend,
And we gather to Jesus, our Savior and friend;
If we come to Him in faith, His protection to share,
What a balm for the weary, oh, how sweet to be there!
- Refrain:
  Blessed hour of prayer, blessed hour of prayer,
  What a balm for the weary, oh, how sweet to be there!
’Tis the blessed 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, oh, how sweet to be there!
’Tis the blessed 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, oh, how sweet to be there!
At the blessed hour of prayer, trusting Him, we believe
That the blessing we’re needing we’ll surely receive;
In the fullness of the trust we shall lose every care;
What a balm for the weary, oh, how sweet to be there!