| Oh…Hour |
| “A time…for every purpose” (Ecclesiastes 3:17). |
| Oh happy hour, when first we came |
| To know our sins forgiven: |
| To know our Saviour, Jesus Christ, |
| Who died, who lives, in heaven; |
| We recollect His first embrace, |
| Never forget His saving grace. |
| Oh precious hours, with Him to walk, |
| Along faith’s path each day: |
| And prove Christ’s changeless faithfulness, |
| Which drives all fear away: |
| His grace sustains, His hand upholds, |
| His love, Himself, to us unfolds. |
| Oh joyful hour, when at the throne, |
| We spend with Jesus there; |
| And fellowship in sweet accord, |
| And find our source in prayer; |
| We would retire and there abide, |
| In Him we safely can confide. |