My God, Is Any Hour So Sweet

Verse 1

My God, is any hour so sweet From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to Thy feet, The hour of prayer?

Verse 2

Then is my strength by Thee renewed; Then are my sins by Thee forgiv’n; Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hopes of heav’n.

Verse 3

No words can tell what sweet relief There for my ev'ry want I find. What strength for warfare, balm for grief, What peace of mind!

Verse 4

Hushed is each doubt, gone ev'ry fear; My spirit seems in heav’n to stay; And e’en the penitential tear Is wiped away.

Verse 5

Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore, No privilege so dear shall be As thus my inmost soul to pour In prayer to thee. Amen.