Sweet Hour of Prayer 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 escaped
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