Precious Moments

O the pre­cious

pre­cious moments

That we spend be­fore the throne

And to Je­sus

our Re­deem­er

Make our wants and wish­es known.

O the peace that like a riv­er

From the mount of bless­ing flows;

How it calms the wea­ry spi­rit

To a gen­tle

soft re­pose!

O the pre­cious

pre­cious mo­ments

When a lov­ing voice we hear

In a whis­per

low and ten­der

Breathing words of hap­py cheer.

O the pre­cious

pre­cious moments

When the eye of faith shall see

Visions of eter­nal glo­ry

Endless rap­tures yet to be.

There’s a balm for ev­ery trial

And a rest from ev­ery care

There’s a joy for ev­ery sor­row

At the gold­en gate of pray­er.