Tennessee Ernie Ford - When They Ring Those Golden Bells lyrics

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 escpaed the tempter's snare By then return, 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 escpaed the tempter's snare By then return, sweet hour of prayer.