Sing of the Mighty One

He heard the prayer, and gave the will
And strength to touch the hem,
And gave the faith, and virtue flowed
From Him and healed them;
For every one whose feeblest touch
Thus met the Savior’s pow’r,
Rose up in perfect health and strength
In that accepted hour.

Somebody Loves Me

Refrain:

Somebody loves me, answers my prayers,
I love Somebody, I know He cares;
Somebody tells me not to repine,
That Somebody is Jesus, and I know He’s mine.

Someday (Elliott)

Someday, when God’s sweet Spirit,
So loving and so true,
Has taken flight forever,
And calls no more for you,
You’ll see your sin and folly,
And moan in your despair,
But heaven ne’er will open,
Nor answer give your prayer.

Something for Thee

O’er the blest mercy seat,
Pleading for me,
My feeble faith looks up,
Jesus, to Thee:
Help me the cross to bear,
Thy wondrous love declare,
Some song to raise, or prayer,
Something for Thee.

Spirit of God, Descend upon My Heart

Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.

Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus

Stand up, stand up for Jesus! Stand in His strength alone,
The arm of flesh will fail you, ye dare not trust your own;
Put on the gospel armor, and watching unto prayer,
Where calls the voice of duty, be never wanting there.

Strait and Narrow Is the Gateway

Lay aside each weight that hinders;
Arm yourselves both night and day;
Strive with fervent prayer and crying;
Don’t be fearful or afraid.
Be ye strong and strive with courage—
Though the devil and his host
Seem so many, yet remember,
They with us are still the most.

Sweet Communion

How sweet to kneel in secret prayer
At Father’s feet so dear,
And open all our hearts to Him—
He lends a list’ning ear;
’Tis here we tell our sorrows o’er—
He’s full of sympathy—
The trials and distresses sore
That trouble you and me.

Oh, blessed place of secret prayer,
Within thy courts is rest;
O Father, while I humbly kneel,
Let this poor heart be blest;
Without Thy mercy I’m undone,
In pity help Thou me;
Without Thy smile no joy is known,
Oh, let me hide in Thee.

Sweet Hour of Prayer

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His Word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight.
This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize,
And shout, while passing through the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”

Sweet Will of God

My stubborn will at last hath yielded;
I would be Thine, and Thine alone;
And this the prayer my lips are bringing,
Lord, let in me Thy will be done.