First Line: Oh, welcome, hour of prayer ,

Oh, welcome, hour of prayer !
So full of peace and rest !
Here we may cast our every care
Upon the Saviour's breast ;
We leave the world without,
To sit at Jesus' feet ;
His love can banish every doubt,
And make our joys complete.

2 We see each other's face,
And take each other's hand ;
We sing our hymns of saving grace,
And of the Better Land ;
And while we feast with Him
Who is the Truth, the Light,
May we again our lamps retrim,
To shine forth in the night.

3 Thrice welcome, precious hour,
Of faith, and hope, and love,
When we may feel the Spirit's power
Descending from above !
He dries the falling tears
That will, unbidden, start ;
He scatters all our anxious fears,
And fills each waiting heart.

4 O Thou that hearest prayer !
How sad this life would be —
How hard each heavy cross to bear,
Could we not come to Thee !
When faith seems lost in fear,
And hopes are dimmed by care,
In Thee we find refreshing cheer,
Thou blessed hour of prayer !