| Song | My God Is Any Hour So Sweet |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 2 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | My God Is Any Hour So Sweet |
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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?
Best Is That Tranquil Hour Of Morn,
And Best That Hour Of Solemn Eve,
When, On The Wings Of Prayer Up Borne,
The World I Leave.
For Then A Day-Spring Shines On Me,
Brighter Than Morn’s Ethereal Glow;
And Richer Dews Descend From Thee
Than Earth Can Know.
Then Is My Strength By Thee Renewed;
Then Are My Sins By Thee Forgiven;
Then Dost Thou Cheer My Solitude
With Hopes Of Heaven.
No Words Can Tell What Blest Relief,
There For My Every Want I Find;
What Strength For Warfare, Balm For Grief;
What Peace Of Mind.
Hushed Is Each Doubt, Gone Every Fear;
My Spirit Seems In Heaven To Stay;
And Even The Penitential Tear
Is Wiped Away.
Lord, Till I Reach Yon Blissful Shore,
No Privilege So Dear Shall Be
As Thus My Inmost Soul To Pour
In Prayer To Thee.
