Christ My Song - 1013
My God! is any hour so sweet - The Hour of Prayer
(Charlotte Elliott/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
The Hour of Prayer.
2. Blessed is that tranquil hour of morn,
and blessed that hour of solemn eve,
when on the wings of prayer up-borne,
the world I leave!
3. For then a day-spring shines on me,
brighter than morn's ethereal glow;
and richer dews descend from thee
than earth can know.
4. Then is my strength by thee renewed;
then are my sins by thee forgiven;
then dost thou cheer my solitude
with hope of heaven.
5. No words can tell what sweet relief
there for my every want I find,
what strength for warfare, balm for grief,
what peace of mind.
6. Hushed is each doubt; gone every fear,
my spirit seems in heaven to stay:
end e'en the penitential tear
is wiped away.
7. Lord! till I reach yon blissful shore,
no privilege so dear shall be,
as thus my inmost soul to pour
in prayer to thee.
Charlotte Elliott, Selections from the Poems of Charlotte Elliott, 142-143.