Sweet Hour of Prayer

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Today’s hymn is from William Walford Walford (1772-1850), an obscure, blind lay preacher who served in the hamlet of Coleshill, Warwickshire, England, in the mid-19th century. He owned a small trinket shop in the village.The story goes that a Congregational minister and friend, Thomas Salmon, stopped by Walford’s shop one day in 1842. Walford asked if Salmon would write down his new poem on the subject of prayer. Three years later, Salmon was in the U.S. and showed the poem to the editor of the New York Observer, who printed it in the Sept. 13, 1845 issue1. I hope you find much comfort in prayer as Walford did. Enjoy!

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 for thy return! 
With 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! 

1umcdiscipleship.org/resources/history-of-hymns-sweet-hour-of-prayer

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My Faith Looks Up To Thee

Todays hymn was written by Ray Palmer in 1830. Palmer is often considered to be one of America’s best nineteenth-century hymn writers. After completing grammar school he worked in a Boston dry goods store, but his conversion prodded him to study for the ministry. He attended Yale College (supporting himself by teaching) and was ordained in 1835. This hymn was written as a personal response to the realisation of what Christ meant to him. It is a prayer, acknowledging that Jesus Christ is the only source of forgiveness, love, comfort, and salvation1. Enjoy!

My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine!
Now hear me while I pray,
take all my guilt away;
O let me from this day
be wholly Thine.

May Thy rich grace impart
strength to my fainting heart,
my zeal inspire;
as Thou hast died for me,
O may my love to Thee
pure, warm, and changeless be,
a living fire.

While life’s dark maze I tread,
and griefs around me spread,
be Thou my Guide;
bid darkness turn to day,
wipe sorrow’s tears away,
nor let me ever stray
from Thee aside.

When ends life’s transient dream,
when death’s cold, sullen stream
shall o’er me roll,
blest Saviour, then in love,
fear and distrust remove;
O bear me safe above,
a ransomed soul.

1hymnary.org/text/my_faith_looks_up_to_thee

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O Fount of Love

Another one today by Matt Papa and Matt Boswell; I’m sure you’re enjoy this one!

O, fount of love divine that flows
From my Savior’s bleeding side
Where sinner’s trade their filthy rags
For His righteousness applied
Mercy cleansing every stain
Now rushing o’er us like a flood
There the wretch and vilest ones
Stand adopted through His blood.

O, mount of grace, to thee we cling,
From the law hath set us free
Once and for all on Calva ry’s hill
Love and justice shall agree
Praise the Lord, the price is paid
The curse defeated by the Lamb
We who once were slaves by birth
Sons and daughters now we stand

O, well of joy is mine to drink
For my Lord has conquered death
Victorious forevermore,
The ancient foe is laid to rest
Hallelujah, Christ is King
Alive and reigning on the throne
Our tongues employed with hymns of praise
Glory be to God alone

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Christian, Seek Not Yet Repose

Today’s hymn was written by Charlotte Elliott in 1836, author of the more well known hymn “Just As I Am”. No song with this one today, but I’m sure you will benefit immensely with the reminder that our biggest need everyday is to draw near to the Lord in prayer for strength, wisdom and grace. Enjoy!

‘Christian! seek not yet repose,’
Hear thy guardian angel say;
Thou art in the midst of foes;
‘Watch and pray.’

Principalities and powers,
Mustering their unseen array,
Wait for thy unguarded hours;
‘Watch and pray.’

Gird thy heavenly armour on,
wear it ever night and day;
ambushed lies the evil one;
‘Watch and pray.’

Hear the victors who o’ercame;
Still they mark each warrior’s way;
All with one sweet voice exclaim,
‘Watch and pray.’

Hear, above all, hear thy Lord,
Him thou lovest to obey;
Hide within thy heart his word,
‘Watch and pray.’

Watch, as if on that alone
Hung the issue of the day;
Pray, that help may be sent down;
‘Watch and pray.’

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He Giveth More Grace

Today’s hymn was written by Annie Johnson Flint (1866–1932). At a young age Annie would lose both her mother and father, as well as later losing her adopted parents. She also developed arthritis while caring for her adopted parents before their death; this grew steadily worse to the point that she was unable to walk, and she was soon obliged to give up her work as a teacher, followed by three years of increasing helplessness. She visited doctors only to receive the verdict that she would become a helpless invalid. From a young age, she developed a love for poetry, and aspired to be a composer and concert pianist, writing verses that bought much comfort during her hard times. From this grief-stricken life, one marked by great suffering and loss, was born this hymn1. I like this version from Connie Dever with an added refrain. Enjoy!

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.

1hymnstudiesblog.wordpress.com/2023/09/30/he-giveth-more-grace/

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Greatest End

This song today comes from Grace Community Church in Texas. Describing the album the song has been taken from “With readings from Romans 8 throughout, it focuses on many of the songs that were important to the church during our study through the book of Romans.” I really like the simple, heart felt requests in this song for God to be the greatest end in our lives. Enjoy!

May I fear You greater than
I fear man; I fear man.
May my love for You be measured
By obedience, by repentance.
And in that moment humbly bow;
Teach my heart, show me how
To fear You more my Lord, my God!
Faithful Friend, greatest End.

May I want You greater than
Earthly things, worldly things.
May I find my greatest treasure
Hid in You, bound in You.
And in that moment sell my all
Gladly trade all I own
All to gain the priceless pearl!
Truest Friend, greatest End.

May I love You greater than
My own will, my own will.
May I seek my greatest pleasure
From Your hand, from Your hand.
And that moment lift my eyes
To the cross, up to Christ
Die to self and gain Your life,
Saviour Friend, greatest End
Greatest End.

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Begone, Unbelief

Today’s hymn is written by John Newton. Dr Martyn Lloyd-Jones famously said in his book Spiritual Depression: “Have you realized that most of your unhappiness in life is due to the fact that you are listening to yourself instead of talking to yourself? Take those thoughts that come to you the moment you wake up in the morning. You have not originated them but they are talking to you, they bring back the problems of yesterday, etc. Somebody is talking. Who is talking to you? Your self is talking to you. Now this man’s treatment [in Psalm 42] was this: instead of allowing this self to talk to him, he starts talking to himself. “Why art thou cast down, O my soul?” he asks. His soul had been depressing him, crushing him. So he stands up and says, “Self, listen for moment, I will speak to you.” Use this hymn today to talk to yourself this morning if unbelief comes knocking on the door of your thoughts. Enjoy!

Begone, unbelief,
My Saviour is near,
And for my relief
Will surely appear;
By prayer let me wrestle,
And he will perform;
With Christ in the vessel,
I smile at the storm.

Though dark be my way,
Since he is my guide,
‘Tis mine to obey,
‘Tis his to provide;
Though cisterns be broken
And creatures all fail,
The word he has spoken
Will surely prevail.

His love in time past
Forbids me to think
He’ll leave me at last
In trouble to sink;
Each sweet Ebenezer
I have in review
Confirms his good pleasure
To help me quite through.

Since all that I meet
Shall work for my good,
The bitter is sweet,
The medicine food;
Though painful at present,
‘Twill cease before long,
And then O how pleasant
The conqueror’s song!

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Our God Will Go Before Us

Today’s song is written by Matt Papa and Matt Boswell and performed by The Trails Church. They write “‘Our God Will Go Before Us’ echoes a common theme throughout scripture — the nearness of God. As you listen, we hope you’ll be reminded that it is the Lord who leads the way, guides our steps, and brings us safely to our eternal home with him”1. Enjoy!

Our God will go before us
And guide us by His presence
What confidence this promise is
We will never walk alone

Through unknown paths through shadows
Our hearts fear not tomorrow
For every step His faithfulness
Is the truth that lights our way

Refrain
Our God will go before us
The Lord of Hosts is with us
O praise the One who leads us on
For His grace will bring us home

Though evil forms against us
All heaven will defend us
The gates of hell shall not prevail
For the battle is the Lord’s

Refrain

Now send us with Your presence
And lead us on to heaven
Where songs of sorrow strain no more
And our every breath is praise

Refrain

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The Secret Place

Robert Charles Sproul (1939 – 2017), or R.C.Sproul, was an American Reformed theologian and ordained pastor in the Presbyterian Church in America. He is well known for great books such as “The Holiness of God”, starting “Ligonier Ministries” which is dedicated to “proclaiming, teaching, and defending the holiness of God in all its fullness to as many people as possible”, and introducing a whole new generation to faithful, biblical, reformed doctrine. But did you know he was also passionate about beautiful music for the church to sing? Featuring lyrics drawn from Scripture and a lifetime of theological reflection, “Glory to the Holy One” is a collection of beautiful hymns written by Dr. R.C. Sproul, wedded with soaring melodies written by award-winning composer, Jeff Lippencott. Recorded in esteemed venues around the world, this project provides the church with an offering of that which is good, true, and beautiful in the Christian faith1. Today’s hymn is from that collection. Enjoy!

Who dwells within His most secret place
Is never far from His blessed grace
‘Neath His great shadow all will be well
No better place now for us to dwell

Refrain
The secret place of God Most High
The shadow of our mighty King
The dwelling place where angels cry
Is where our praise will forever ring

Fear not the terror that comes at night
Nor flaming arrows by morning light
His truth is always our sword and shield
Against His power, all foes must yield

Refrain

A thousand fall now at ev’ry side
Ten thousand more may have yet to die
Yet plague and sword can
Ne’er kill the soul
His angels guard us now safe and whole

Refrain

Refuge and fortress for all who trust
No safer pasture for men of dust
‘Neath wings and feathers of Holy Lord
No greater comfort can He afford

Refrain

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O For A Heart To Praise My God

Charles Wesley wrote this hymn in the years immediately following his disastrous mission trip to America in 1735, his subsequent illness upon his return, and then the unbridled enthusiasm of his conversion on Pentecost Sunday, May 21, 1738. It was introduced in the book Hymns and Sacred Poems in 1742, published by John Wesley, originally with eight stanzas. The scriptural basis was Psalm 51:10, thus the heading to the hymn, “Make me a Clean Heart, O GOD, and renew a right Spirit within me.” Thirty-eight years later, the eight-stanza hymn was included in a slightly altered form in the monumental Wesley hymnal, A Collection of Hymns: For the Use of the People Called Methodists (1780) under the category “For Believers Groaning for Full Redemption.”1 As soon as I read the words to this hymn, I felt I could immediately resonate with the plea for a clean heart, and maybe you do too. Use these words as your prayer today. Enjoy this song version!

O for a heart to praise my God, 
A heart from sin set free,
A heart that always feels thy blood
So freely shed for me. 

A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer’s throne, 
Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone. 

A humble, lowly, contrite heart, 
Believing, true, and clean, 
Which neither life nor death can part 
From Christ who dwells within. 

A heart in every thought renewed 
And full of love divine, 
Perfect and right and pure and good, 
A copy, Lord, of thine. 

Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
Write thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of Love.

1umcdiscipleship.org/resources/history-of-hymns-wesley-hymn-speaks-language-of-the-heart

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