1 Oh, for a closer walk with God!
A calm and heav'nly frame!
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!
2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?
3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd!
How sweet their mem'ry still!
But they have left and aching void
The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.
5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to bear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.
6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
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First Line: | Oh, for a closer walk with God! |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1825 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |