I Take It in Prayer

Composer: Okla Burdette, 1915

When dark

gloomy sha­dows

Creep ov­er my soul

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior;

When ’round me in fu­ry

The wild bil­lows roll

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior.

Oh

what a pri­vi­lege di­vine

To kneel at the Sav­ior’s feet

To car­ry each sor­row

hope and fear

To the life-giv­ing mer­cy seat.

When floods of temp­ta­tion

My soul would o’er­flow

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior;

When sore tri­bu­la­tions

My faith would o’er­throw

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior.

When ene­mies in­jure

Or friends me for­sake

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior;

When hopes all are blast­ed

When cher­ished plans break

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior.

I long ev­ery day to

Draw near­er His throne;

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior;

My peace and con­tent in

His pre­sence alone

I take it in pray­er to my Sav­ior.

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