1 Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r!
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 pray'r.

2 Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r!
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 seek His grace.
I'll cast on Him my ev'ry care,
And wait for Thee sweet hour of pray'r.

3 Sweet hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray'r!
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 thro' the air,
Farewell, farewell sweet hour of pray'r.