I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.
I need Thee, O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
O bless me now , my Saviour,
I come to Thee.
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby;
Temptations lose their power when Thou art nigh.
I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is in vain.
I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises in me fulfill.
I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;
O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son.
I've been singing this hymn all day. Fernando Ortega has a version as does Jars of Clay.
I looked it up on Cyber Hymnal and found that the author, Annie Hawks said this:
"One day as a young wife and mother of 37 years of age, I was busy with my regular household tasks. Suddenly, I became so filled with the sense of nearness to the Master that, wondering how one could live without Him, either in joy or pain, these words, 'I Need Thee Every Hour,' were ushered into my mind, the thought at once taking full possesion of me."
I found it interesting this hymn was written by a wife and mother. I find myself singing the hymn throughout my daily tasks as well. (And often saying, "Lord, I need you in these next five minutes!")
Later, after the death of her husband, Hawks wrote:
"I did not understand at first why this hymn had touched the great throbbing heart of humanity. It was not until long after, when the shadow fell over my way, the shadow of a great loss, that I understood something of the comforting power in the words which I had been permitted to give out to others in my hour of sweet serenity and peace."
I find myself blessed to find these truths through my journey of motherhood as Annie Hawks did.