Lord you are more beautiful than children, and
Lord you are more awesome than pregnancy, and
Lord you are more precious than babies, and
NOTHING I desire compares with you.
SWEET HOUR OF PRAYER
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer that calls me from a world of care and bids me at my Father’s throne make all my wants and wishes known! In seasons of distress and grief, my soul has often found relief and oft escaped the tempter’s snare by thy return sweet hour of prayer.
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer the joys I feel the bliss I share of those whose anxious spirits burn with strong desires of htye return! Where such I hasten to the place where God, my Savior, shows His face, and gladly take my station there, and wait for thee sweet hour of prayer.
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer thy wings shall my petition bear to him, whose truth and faithfulness engage the waiting soul to bless: and since he bids me seek his face, believe his word, and trust his grace, I’ll cast on him my every care and wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
William W. Walford 1842