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Thou wilt find a solace there. 3/3
Verse 3 HOME
Make me a channel of your peace. 289 Sweet Hour Of Prayer
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned, Verse 1
In giving to all men that we receive, Sweet hour of prayer,
And in dying that we're born to eternal life. Sweet hour of prayer,
That calls me from a world of care And bids me
Chorus at my Father's throne
O Master, grant that I may never seek Make all my wants and wishes known.
So much to be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand; In seasons of distress and grief
To be loved, as to love with all my soul. 3/3 My soul has often found relief,
HOME And oft escaped the tempter's snare,
288 What A Friend We Have In By Thy return sweet hour of prayer. 1/4
Jesus
Verse 1 Verse 2
What a Friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and Sweet hour of prayer, Sweet hour of prayer.
griefs to bear! The joys I feel, the bliss I share. Of those whose
What a privilege to carry, anxious spirits burn With strong desires for Thy
Everything to God in prayer! return.
Oh, what peace we often forfeit, With such I hasten to the place
Oh, what needless pain we bear. Where God, my Savior, shows His face.
All because we do not carry And gladly take my station there,
Everything to God in prayer! 1/3 And wait for Thee, sweet hour of prayer. 2/4
Verse 2 Verse 3
Have we trials and temptations? Sweet hour of prayer,
Is there trouble anywhere? Sweet hour of prayer,
We should never be discouraged; Take it to the Thy wings shall my petition bear
Lord in prayer. To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless;
Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our
sorrows share? And since He bids me seek His face, Believe His
Jesus knows our every weakness; word, and trust His grace, I'll cast on Him my
Take it to the Lord in prayer. 2/3 ev'ry care.
And wait for Thee, sweet hour of prayer. 3/4
Verse 3
Are we weak and heavy laden, Verse 4
Cumbered with a load of care? Sweet hour of prayer,
Precious Savior, still our refuge! Sweet hour of prayer,
Take it to the Lord in prayer. May I Thy consolation share, 'Til from Mount
Pisgah's lofty height, I view my home and take
Do Thy friends despise forsake Thee? my flight.
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
In His arms He'll take and shield Thee; This robe of flesh
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