Sweet Hour of Prayer Songtext
von Hank Snow

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 escapes the tempter'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