I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.

I need Thee every hour, stay thou by;
Temptations lose their power when Thou art neigh.

I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is vain.

I need Thee every hour, most holy One;
O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son!

By Annie S. Hawks
http://www.idisciple.net

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