William Bradbury 1842
(Yes, 1842)

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 temper’s snare
             By thy return, 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.

(Put to music a few years
later by William Bradbury)

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