Blessed hour of prayer

Today I share with you a post written by a young lady whose blog I follow. You might want to follow it too. It's such an encouraging blog with a spark of humor in it as well! http://elaneesendeavors.blogspot.com/ .

So here is the post I hope you enjoy it.

 " Here's a encouraging song I heard on Sermon Audio the other day. I hope you are blessed by the uplifting words.

All too often I forget how important it is to bring everything to God in prayer.

Recently I have begun a prayer journal by keeping a record of answered prayers. It is amazing to see how much God cares for us in the simple things of life.

One such answer to prayer, was the time when I said to God how nice it would be to see the hands of my friend who was playing piano at a concert I was attending. I was in the third row, but the people in front of me were obstructing my view of the pianists hands. My friend was the last pianist of four to play, and at the intermission, after taking a break to stretch and fellowship with others, I rushed back to my seat just as the second half of the program began.

As I took my seat and looked up to see the piano, I was amazed to see that the people in front of me had moved over making a wide passageway for me to clearly see the pianist's hands. I lifted up a silent grateful prayer to God at that moment, and realized again how much He cares for us and answers our prayers even when we least expect it. How truly blessed is the hour of humble prayer."

Blessed Hour of Prayer


By Fanny Crosby.


’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend,

And we gather to Jesus, our Savior and Friend;
If we come to Him in faith, His protection to share,
What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there!

Blessèd hour of prayer, blessèd hour of prayer,

What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there!

’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when the Savior 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 for the weary, O how sweet to be there!

Blessèd hour of prayer, blessèd hour of prayer,

What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there!

’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when the tempted and tried

To the Savior Who loves them their sorrow confide;
With a sympathizing heart He removes every care;
What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there!

Blessèd hour of prayer, blessèd hour of prayer,

What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there!

At the blessèd hour of prayer, trusting Him, we believe

That the blessing we’re needing we’ll surely receive;
In the fullness of the trust we shall lose every care;
What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there!




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