Sweet Hour Of Prayer Cifras

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
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That calls me from a world of care,
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And bids me at my Father’s throne
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Make all my wants and wishes known
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In seasons of distress and grief,
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My soul has often found relief,
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And oft escaped the tempter’s snare,
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By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
 
 
[Verse 2]
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Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
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The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
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Of those whose anxious spirits burn
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With strong desires for thy return!
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With such I hasten to the place
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Where God my Savior shows His face,
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And gladly take my station there,
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And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
 
 
[Verse 3]
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Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
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Thy wings shall my petition bear
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To Him whose truth and faithfulness
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Engage the waiting soul to bless
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And since He bids me seek His face,
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Believe His Word and trust His grace,
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I'll cast on Him my every care
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And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
 
 
[Verse 4]
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Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
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May I thy consolation share
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Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height
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I view my home and take my flight.
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This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise,
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to seize the everlasting prize,
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And shout, while passing through the air,
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“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”
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