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THE HOUR OF PRAYER

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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 10, 1859

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 14, No. 25.

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THE HOUR OF PRAYER.

By H. L. H.

AWAY, dull sleep, the morning breaks, This sacred hour of prayer is given; Awake, my slumbering soul, awake, And send thy warm desires to heaven.
Away, each carking, hovering care— Business and pleasure, all away; This morning hour I'll spend in prayer, That I may walk with God to-day.
Away, ye worldly thoughts; begone! Oft have ye stole this hour from me; Hence! leave me here with Christ alone! Help, Lord! that I may wait on thee.
Away, ye friends that fill my sight; Memory take hence these forms so fair; Wait till the mercy-seat grows bright, Then bring their names, and lay them there.
Ye clouds that veil my Saviour's face, Ye trembling doubts and fears depart;— Come, Saviour, grant thy mighty grace— Come, Holy Spirit, warm my heart.
Kindle devotion's dying flame, Dispel the gloom of sorrow's night; O, put my wayward heart in frame, And help to worship God aright. [H. L. H.