Plead with the God of love,
Pray, Christian, pray;
Call on the throne above,
Pray, Christian, pray.
Ask, for the need is sore;
Seek for the secret store;
Knock at His mercy’s door,
Pray, Christian, pray.

Prayer is a weapon strong,
Pray, Christian, pray;
Wield it against the wrong,
Pray, Christian, pray.
Mightier deeds are wrought,
Knightlier battles fought
Praying than man e’er tho’t:
Pray, Christian, pray.

Say not the fields are sear;
Pray, Christian, pray;
Deem not the prospect drear,
Pray, Christian, pray.
Faith shall revive with prayer,
Hope shall her harvest bear,
Love never can despair:
Pray, Christian, pray.

Look on the blight and stain,
Pray, Christian, pray;
Think on the toil and pain,
Pray, Christian, pray.
Earth, with her guilty fears,
Her wrongs and bitter tears,
Sighs through the weary years:
Pray, Christian, pray.

Plead every promise old,
Pray, Christian, pray;
O for a faith more bold!
Pray, Christian, pray.
Let naught thy soul appall,
Satan is doomed to fall!
Christ shall be Lord of all:
Pray, Christian, pray.
                      J. H. Sammis


Pray without ceasing.  1 Thes 5:17

     Prayer is the never-failing resort of the Christian in any case, in every plight.  When you cannot use your sword you may take to the weapon of all-prayer.  Your powder may be damp, your bow-string may be relaxed, but the weapon of all-prayer need never be out of order.  Leviathan laughs at the javelin, but he trembles at prayer.  Sword and spear need furbishing, but prayer never rusts, and when we think it most blunt it cuts the best.  Prayer is an open door which none can shut.  Devils may surround you on all sides, but the way upward is always open, and as long as that road is unobstructed, you will not fall into the enemy's hand.  We can never be taken by blockade, escalade, mine, or storm, so long as heavenly succors can come down to us by Jacob's ladder to relieve us in the time of our necessities.  Prayer is never out of season; in summer and in winter its merchandise is precious.  Prayer gains audience with heaven in the dead of night, in the midst of business, in the heat of noonday, in the shades of evening.  In every condition, whether of poverty, or sickness, or obscurity, or slander, or doubt, your covenant God will welcome your prayer and answer it from His holy place.  Nor is prayer ever futile.  True prayer is evermore true power.  You may not always get what you ask, but you shall always have your real wants supplied.  When God does not answer His children according to the letter, He does so according to the spirit.  If thou askest for coarse meal, wilt thou be angered because He gives thee the finest flour?  If thou seekest bodily health, shouldst thou complain if instead thereof He makes thy sickness turn to the healing of spiritual maladies?  Is it not better to have the cross sanctified than removed?                                                            
                                                                                                                                     C. H. Spurgeon