2 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when the Saviour draws near,
With a tender compassion his children to hear;

When he tells us we may cast at his feet every care, What a balm, etc.-CHO.

3 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when the tempted and tried

To the Saviour who loves them their sorrow confide;

With a sympathizing heart he removes every care; What a balm, etc.-CHO.

4 At the blessed hour of prayer, trusting him we believe

That the blessing we're needing we'll surely receive,

In the fullness of this trust we shall lose every care; What a balm, etc.-CHO.

SUPPLICATION.

Fanny J. Crosby. T. R. MATTHEWS.

1. Je-sus, high in glory, Lend a listening ear, When we bow before thee, Children's praises hear.