O the precious, precious moments
That we spend before the throne,
And to Jesus, our Redeemer,
Make our wants and wishes known. Refrain 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. Refrain O the precious, precious moments,
When the eye of faith shall see
Visions of eternal glory,
Endless raptures yet to be. Refrain 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. Refrain |
