A Call To Prayer
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Author: Clara M. Brooks Circa: 1914 Softly the evening vespers Hallow the closing day; Sweetly the Savior whispers, "Come to the throne and pray." Softly I hear Him calling, Calling at close of day; Sweetly His tones are falling, "Come to the throne and pray." Come, ere the shadows lengthen, Bring Him thy burdened heart; Come where His grace may strengthen, Come from thy cares apart. Smiles of His love await thee, Lighting His lovely face; Just to behold His beauty, Dwell in the secret place. Boldly we may approach Him, Mercy and grace to own; Tempted like us, He bid us Come to the Father's throne. |
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