O for a Closer Walk!

O, for a closer walk with God!

A calm and heavenly frame,

A light to shine upon the road

That leads me to the Lamb.

Return, O holy Dove! return,

Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,

And drove Thee from my breast.

What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!

How sweet their memory still!

But they have left an aching void

The world can never fill.

The dearest idol I have known,

Whate’er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from Thy throne,

And worship only Thee.