1. There is an hour of peace and rest,Unmarred by earthly care;’Tis when before the Lord I goAnd kneel in secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray,Pray in secret day by day,That this boon to mortals giv’nMay unite my soul with heav’n.
2. The straight and narrow way to heav’n,Where angels bright and fairAre singing to God’s praise, is foundThru constant secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray,Pray in secret day by day,That this boon to mortals giv’nMay unite my soul with heav’n.
3. When sailing on life’s stormy sea,’Mid billows of despair,’Tis solace to my soul to knowGod hears my secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray,Pray in secret day by day,That this boon to mortals giv’nMay unite my soul with heav’n.
4. When thorns are strewn along my path,And foes my feet ensnare,My Savior to my aid will come,If sought in secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray,Pray in secret day by day,That this boon to mortals giv’nMay unite my soul with heav’n.