Hymnal - Sweet Hour Of Prayer Ukulele

      C                     F
Sweet hour of pray'r, sweet hour of pray'r,

     C               G
That calls me from a world of care,

    C             F
And bids me at my Fa-ther's throne,

     C                G7     C
Make all my wants and wishes known?

   C           F   C
In sea-sons of dis-tress and grief,

   C        F      C        G7
My soul has of-ten found re-lief,

    C      (C7)      F              
And oft es-caped the tempt-er's snare, . . .

   C                   G       C
By they re-turn, sweet hour of pray'r.

 

VERSE 2

      C                     F
Sweet hour of pray'r, sweet hour of pray'r,

    C                 G
Thy wings shall my pe-ti-tion bear

   C                   F
To him whose truth and faith-ful-ness

   C                 G7      C
En-gage the wait-ing soul to bless. . .

    C        F       G
And since he bids me seek his face,

   C         F         C         G
Be-lieve his word, and trust his grace, . . .

     C       (C7)   F
I'll cast on him my ev-'ry care,

    C                    G       C
And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray'r.

VERSE 3

      C                     F
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!

    C                G
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,

   C                    F
Of those whose anxious spirits burn

     C                  G7     C
With strong desires for thy return!

     C      F      G
With such I hasten to the place

      C      F      C         G
Where God my Savior shows His face,

     C    (C7)       F
And gladly take my station there,

    C                    G       C
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

VERSE 4

      C                     F
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!

    C           G
May I thy consolation share,

      C                     F
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height,

  C                G7         C
I view my home and take my flight.

     C        F         G
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise

   C         F      C    G
To seize the everlasting prize,

    C            (C7)     F
And shout, while passing through the air,

    C                      G       C
'Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!'